Dressing Like a Journalist, Adventure the Second

Remember that job I mentioned in the last post? Well, turns out I DID get it, which means yet another round of hunting up what people wear when they don’t have a uniform. Back in October, I wrote a about the difficulties of finding age-appropriate workwear. If you need a refresher, here you go.

With the advent of the new graphic design gig (which technically means I’m not dressing like a journalist any more), I needed to hunt up some clothes that I can wear in office during the summer. Sweaters in 90 degree weather don’t quite cut it.

I have a few dilemmas brought about by shopping:
1) Cute things often don’t fit me thanks to the girls. Things that do fit aren’t cute.
2) There’s no real middle ground between teen/juniors and adults that doesn’t foray into the elderly.
3) I have less edge than I’d like, on a professional level.
4) Clothes are expensive.

Apparently the trend this year is Aztec prints and desert colors, which, for a very pale girl, doesn’t work out. I did find some nice things though, as the other trend seems to be stripes! I love stripes.

Two slouchy shirts, a frilly white top to go nicely with my black vest, a feather print tank top, a less abrasive Aztec inspired shirt with matching tank and a black and gray printed tee.

In the closet, a nice striped top with fun open back and a burgundy …sweater thing. What are those called?

And accessories. Three pairs of earrings, one bracelet. Arm jewelry for a graphic designer probably isn’t the thing, but I don’t care. My growing collection of shiny things makes me happy and now I’ll have cause to wear them! I also need more storage for such things, but I think that branches into the “I need an apartment” conversation.

I’m excited and nervous about this new job. I get to leave the grocery store, which is wonderful, but I also have to leave the friends I’ve made over the last 4 years. Yes, I can visit (a girl has to eat), but not working with them is going to be sad. This is also my first real “big girl job”: 40 hours a week, Monday through Friday (weekends off!). I can DO things. It’s definitely a change from my previous work experience, but nothing ventured, nothing gained.

I’m still working on some side projects between quitting one job, starting another, wondering how to dress like a real person, and contemplating cubicle decor (because it cannot be less than fantastical). Things are slowly progressing and I can’t wait to let you in on the big secret.


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