I love to put on my high heels and accessorize for the office, but by the time I get home after six o’clock I’m kicking off my shoes and slipping into something a little more comfortable. And by “comfortable” I mean old jeans with holes, vintage t-shirts with stains, and my hair pulled back with claw clips.
It’s not pretty. In fact, it’s quite frumpy.
A quick check of my closet and you’ll find the following attire categories:
- #1 business professional;
- #2 business casual; and,
- #3 at-home frumpy.
This can be a problem for the random Saturday night date with my sidekick or a more rare girls’ day out.
“I have nothing to wear,” I’ll yell from my overflowing walk-in closet.
I realize this is not true…I have plenty to wear. It’s just I have nothing quite suitable for the fun, light-spirited occasion at hand.
And let’s be brutally honest…if I’d drop 15 lbs there would be more options from my “hope closet” in the other room.
The combination of a limited budget for clothes and little will-power to “just say no” to carbs has created a frumpy, slobby person that I see every time I pass by the mirrors in my house.
In all reality, I’m living a double life.
My neighbors couldn’t pick me out of a line-up at the corporate office.
Just a few weeks ago I noticed my neighbor in the corporate building and walked up to say “hello”. He gave me an odd look so I introduced myself. His guarded response, “Oh… I thought you looked familiar.”
I’m hedging my bets that he had no clue who I was and may still be trying to figure it out.
And my co-workers couldn’t spot me in my neighborhood even if I was wearing a vintage “GWCU Staff 5K For Schools” t-shirt working out in the yard…
...or at the very least wouldn’t admit our acquaintance if they did in fact recognize my frumpy alter ego.