It makes me really sad when I’ve been out on the town for several hours and I look down or catch my reflection in a window and realize…I’m dressed like a high schooler. I’m 24 and I’ve decided…I should dress my age. I went through my closet for the second time in 6 months and got rid of a lot of stuff. It’s always the second time around you can be more critical of your choices. Man, I still had clothes I wore in high school. And dude, I wore so many graphic tees in college. So out they went. Maybe I kept some of them. But now with the new job on the horizon, I realize I need to adapt my wardrobe. I need more basics (that are not of the jean persuasion). Slacks, dress shirts, skirts…le sigh. I was never a fan. Thankfully, up until this point, I’ve been blessed with jobs that I could dress uber casually to. Even when I worked in an office, I definitely pushed the limits of casual…but I could get away with anything since I was just a silly teenager at the time. But now I actually have the desire to look professional. Although I anticipate that in 2 months, I’ll be back to wearing skinny jeans and rainbows. Eh, I’ll throw on a blazer for good measure. I was hanging out with a college friend the other day and I said, “I think my style has changed since college. Don’t you think?” I felt so proud…I was wearing a stylish skirt over leggings, a basic tank, and a blazer on top with my coach ballet flats. ”Um…not really.” I think my idea of “dressing older” is really just one of my delusions.
I’ll trade places with you. When I was 14 I dressed in heels and black slacks. When I got to casual San Diego that all changed. And since I’ve been roaming college campuses and sitting on the grass I’ve had to continue dressing more casually. But I’M MADE TO DRESS BUSINESS-CASUAL. So sad. When I walk in the Mission Valley Coffee Bean and see people dressed so tailored and nicely I get sad and feel constrained. Let’s switch jobs.