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Seeing life through my kitty glasses

My best friend (since I was sixteen) sent me this awesome glasses for my birthday.
I. LOVE. IT.

fashionable reading glasses
My new Kitty eye glasses

I have always loved cats, and I have a (closeted) affinity to Hello Kitty, even if I don’t admit it to anybody but my husband and my best friend. But when you look closely, my Blackberry is sheathed in a pink and purple Hello Kitty silicon phone case. You will also see Hello Kitty figures in my closet and a pink Hello Kitty bag which I use for shopping. In short, I am a closeted fan of the pink feline, the same way I am a closeted fan of Britney Spears (haha!)

Anyway, with the too much cuteness presented to me, what can I do but wear the glasses over and over again?

nerdy girl
I love it when I go nerdy

Paired it with a frilly dress (with horse patterns!) and front bow which I found at my favorite thrift shop, black tights and baby doll shoes. Sorry I don’t have any full body photos of myself but I was the happiest nerd you could find in my office building.

Wore it again the next day, with my favorite plaid dress (gifted), black tights and brown boots.

nerd girl
kitty specs
chilling out
chilling out on my sister’s bedroom floor

Again, I managed to get past Human Resources with my office attire — and I continue to skirt past the office rules for corporate attire. Personally, I think I am not breaking the rules since I come to the office more fully clothed and presentable than some of the people I see every Friday. The only difference is that I veer away from the usual jeans and t-shirt combo which seemed to be very prevalent among my colleagues. And besides, I am not showing any skin, all my clothes are clean and well-pressed. So, I think I am still in the clear. I am just not sure if this will continue on until next year. I can continue praying to my lucky stars.

Haven’t posted some of my office outfit shots. Here’s one I wore two Fridays ago:

fashion at work
white V neck shirt for PHP175, collar necklace for less than PHP170, Ms. Selfridge clam digger pants bought on sale PHP500 and Ichigo two -toned shoes…and my favorite hat bought for PHP120 at the Landmark
kamikaze girl
wearing my favorite collar necklace
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I am a Rockstar…! (…but that’s only Inside my Head)

Here’s a bit of rebellion, the perfect pick-me-upper when you are holed up inside a very staid environment:

heavy, studded boots 🙂

I wore my new plaid dress (a gift from my cousin) and paired it with black tights and studded goth boots to work last Friday. Given the option wearing the usual shirt/blouse-jeans-flats combo, I’d rather call in sick than look like probably half of my office mates.

The past week has been very trying as always. Most of the week, I feel like I am in school and I am being graded for what I did and I didn’t do. I have a to do list so long that I reckon I won’t be able to finish anything. Sorry to rant again, as you know — I really have no recourse but to do my ranting here.

Where was I? Yes, my insistence to where my scary Goth boots to work. I bought it for only less than USD4 (PHP150) so it’s a steal. Saw it in a newly discovered thrift shop and was super elated to find it UNUSED — as in there were still tags attached to it. I reckon that the person who originally owned it got buyer’s remorse when she saw how the boots really looked like — FYI, the silver stud thingy are tiny skulls embedded around each boot. I. FREAKING. LOVED. IT.

The plaid dress was from my cousin and she gave it to me after she noticed how much I’ve been eyeing that particular piece. The black tights is an old pair I usually overuse and is in serious need of a replacement.

Last Friday, I came to work with an unruly head of dirty blond hair (fresh from shower and carelessly combed), my “rockstar outfit”, my goth boots and the darkest scowl you could find this side of Manila, Philippines. I knew that it was a day of playing by antiquated rules, people-pleasing and standards-drafting. A year into the job, I am finally feeling the squareness of everything. I am also pressured to become more assertive, playing the game of office politics–which I truly, truly detest.

What is it anyway—the business of climbing the office ladder and slowly turning into a corporate drone. More than anything, I am averse to the people-pleasing, the need to get “high grades”, of “reassuring marks”.

These latest developments made me realize that I must be really meant to work for a more creative environment, one where creativity is more encouraged than questioned. I get frustrated with the long approval period, the endless turn over of ideas…the need to define and redefine.

Sadly, there are days when I catch my own self asking, “why was I hired again?”

A year into the job, people are apparently still asking what I do. Before it was amusing, but now–it’s simply annoying. If people can’t still comprehend what I do, not my problem anymore. I will not waste time explaining to people with brains the size of pea pods.

Maybe I should ansser, “I am the office’s resident rock star. I was hired to make your lives interesting.”

Meet your new Office Lady

I had my human resources orientation with my newest gig today. It was fun — HR was accommodating and easy to talk to.

Anyway, we were discussing about the office rules and regulations, when–of course our conversation went on the topic of OFFICE ATTIRES: no cleavage inducing tops, no sleeveless shirts, no jeans, no leggings and no sandals. I am assuming that my favorite rock star boots is also prohibited. The HR manager then highlighted that my position as Junior Manager (one that will be directly reporting to the SAVP) merits that I wear the proper attire to work. I assured her that I will be in my best behavior and will make sure that I will not report to work like as if I have been to a JPop photo shoot.

HR Manager gave my outfit of the day the once-over: frilly, elbow length blouse, soft, chiffon skirt and heeled brogues. Her verdict: “okay enough but you look like you’re the guest of honor in a garden party” WOW. I have my quotable quote for the day. LOL.

But what do you really wear to work? Truth is, I never had the opportunity of being compelled to be in office attire./ I began working as a lifestyle writer, where I was always in a tank top and jeans and boots. Then, my work at the pier allowed me some liberty with what I wear PLUS by the time I became a regular employee, we were already wearing CORNY looking uniforms. The same goes for my stint with my longest employer, the airport-based freight forwarding company. The uniform was so horrible we looked so unfortunate wearing them. While the Japanese skin care company demanded business attire wear for its employee, I learned to play along the rules by adapting the Japanese way of dressing up (Shibuya + Harajuku everyday). So you can probably say that I kinda had it easy. Well, not until this gig.

Lemme make one thing clear: I want to take this job and position seriously. Finally, after a decade of toiling and not being given the break I think I deserved, I think I owe it to this company to be at my best behavior. I was blessed to be given a managerial position and I don’t have any plans of taking this blessing for granted. I think you all know what I went through with my stint at The Firm. I was just thankful and lucky to be finally moving forward. If this gig meant that I have to be on my best behavior and wear the office attire that I dread so much–so be it.

All I know is that I don’t want to be wearing anything that closely resemble this:

picture not mine

I am not saying that they are ugly, I am just saying that they look plain and boring.

If I am to wear professional looking clothes, these are my pegs:

picture not mine -- but the clothes are freaking amazing!
pic not mine -- but I wish the clothes were!

Why can’t I look like the office ladies featured in CanCam and AneCan? (For the uninitiated, CanCam and AneCan are Japanese fashion magazines catering to college girls (CanCam or Can Campus) and young professionals (AneCan).

the uber pretty Yuri Ebihara on the pages of AneCan

I only wish I can find clothes of this caliber (of course they shouldn’t cost an arm and a leg) cos the last time I looked for office attire (which was yesterday) I developed a really bad migraine.

Wait for the unveiling of me, version 3.0 🙂

PS: There is a post script to this story. We are about to end our orientation when the HR Manager landed her gaze on my head. More accurately, on my beloved blond hair. She said, I didn’t see any policy against colored hair, but obviously — you’re the only one here who have light colored hair…I’ll let you go this time. Let’s talk once I finalize the policy. WHOA!!!!!!! I don’t wanna be raven-haired anymore!!!