Finding Your Work Tribe, Or, Saturday Morning at 9:26am
I was thinking at some point this week – maybe walking to work, maybe reading an email from an old colleague, maybe after a joking
I was thinking at some point this week – maybe walking to work, maybe reading an email from an old colleague, maybe after a joking
Sigh. Let’s enjoy a moment of quiet. To be precise, a moment of refrigerator hum complete with disturbing rattle. We’ll ignore domestic disturbances. I was
The wonderful Dejà Pseu invited me to post with her on the topic of job interview attire. She’s done the same today, and you can
Nobody expects women on television to dress as they do in real life. At least not in the USA. Especially not working women. Female FBI
I’ve been at my new job for 9 months now. And I believe I have pretty much settled on a work wardrobe. It’s not very
Some days I just don’t want to live up to my clothes. Perhaps the physical fails. My hair isn’t clean enough, my eyes not bright,
I’ve been working for 34 years now. I took time off to stay home with kids but, as anyone who’s been the primary caregiver for
I got a haircut recently. I love my hair guy. And at last, in Building Attractive, we enter the realms of relative frivolity. My friends,
Anyone else stalking the retail jungle for a warm weather uniform? I’ve been yanking cashmere v-necks up over my head, rapidly, a lot of late.
It’s wet here in Northern California, perhaps we’ll avoid the threatening drought. I love rain, it’s like the world’s taking care of you. Speaking of
There’s nothing so useful as a uniform. Get up, consider what to wear for all of 3 minutes, go. And there’s little so difficult as
I’d like to write something cogent about working, or identity, or even my worries about whether to water roses in the winter. On the other
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