Dress Code
Either I’m feeling better about my body these days or I’m simply feisty due to my Monday –thru-Friday gig, but I’ve taken to dressing about as inappropriately as I ever have. Last week this meant wearing my work-out clothes to the office, going directly to the gym and then changing into jeans. Today we have a visiting manager in the office and I’m wearing a shirt that wraps in front and coupled with a Victoria’s Secret push up bra, I am all boobs.
I don’t know what it is with men and boobs but I’ve enjoyed watching the few men in my office struggle to make eye contact with me when confronted with cleavage. Yep, I’ve been leaning over conference tables my necklace cradled in the space between. As work strategies go this has been surprisingly effective. Men like boobs.
Who knew?
Who knew? I knew.