7.25.2012

threadbare

The dress code at Deseret Book is a solid-color collared shirt with either slacks or a skirt. When I first started working there last fall, I invested in a couple of cute blouses from Banana Republic and was able to layer my white blouses with sweaters and vests, so most of the time I felt cute.

Once my pregnancy started progressing, however, the blouses I used to wear weren't so much an option anymore. I remained resistent to purchasing collared maternity shirts, because maternity clothes aren't super cheap, and I'd rather buy a cute t-shirt than a tent-like maternity blouse. So I made due with the shirts I had.

Borrowing an idea from a fellow pregnant coworker, I bought a white blouse at Goodwill and cut out just the collar, so I could wear it underneath regular t-shirts. Then I also had one white blouse that I could kind of button over my ever-expanding abdomen. So I wore those for the last two or three months at my job. The collar was more or less ridiculous, but it did the job, and the regular-sized white blouse lost a couple of buttons and became incredibly dingy, despite my laundering efforts.

{After taking this photo, I really did put them completely in the trash. I figured that if I didn't showcase them a little better, you'd just think they were paper towels, and I certainly never wore paper towels to work.}

So last Saturday, my last day of work, I took great pleasure in tossing those two items straight into the trash. It felt amazing. Almost as amazing as it does to be unemployed and waiting Babe's arrival.

8 comments:

emily said...

I'm so excited for you! What awesome therapy.

Melissa Marilyn said...

Woo hoo!

Melissa Marilyn said...

Woo hoo!

Melissa Marilyn said...

Woo hoo!

Jessica said...

Hooray for no more work! Hey I just started watching a new series on Netflix and I think you would like it! Its called Murdoch mysteries.

A Mitton said...

I need to find something symbolic like that to do on my last day of work. Can't burn my clothes, though.

michelle said...

Looks very cathartic. There's something rather satisfying in actually wearing out clothes.

Hooray for being finished and awaiting Babe's arrival!!

Denise said...

I, for one, am more than relieved to know that you never resorted to wearing paper towels to work.

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