I consider it a pretty impressive feat that I'm able to dress myself each day. Sometimes I think I look awesome, but most of the time I'm relieved I've been able to button my sweater the correct way and hoping my skirt isn't on backwards or sideways.
Even if I do my research and pay attention to what I'm supposed to be wearing these days (how I love you, New Brahmin...) it ain't easy getting pretty each morning. I mean, there are a lot of factors working against me.
1) The Weather. The first rule of dressing in Boston is: DO NOT listen to NPR's "local" forecast. If anything it's the report for Boise, ID. I suspect they make it up on the spot - you'll notice that the reporters get slightly flustered when they read out the temps as if they're improvising. Even if you luck out on a seasonally appropriate outfit, all bets are off when you reach the office and the temperature is 40 degrees +/- the outside temps.
2) No Valet. Did you know you can pay someone to take care of all your personal effects? There is a MAJOR disadvantage in not having another person to wash/press/iron/match/lay out/lint roll your clothes for you. Lord knows what their annual salary would be. Perhaps I can find a summer intern.
3) Not Enough Money. The other day it dawned on me! If only I had more money, I'd dress better (see point 2, above).
I'd just about given up my dream of appearing on the Sartorialist in a cerulean beret and thigh-high boots with my fawn pug, Arnold, but the people over at Refinery 29 came up with a way to help me out.
How to Succeed in Fashion Without Really Trying
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