Perhaps I am using it as an excuse, but my once-decent wardrobe has sadly descended into an array of same-looking momwear. And not "hot mom with knee-high boots and 4 nannies per child" momwear. We're talking "sweats every single day or as close to it as possible" momwear. Which is fully acceptable in the comfort and security of one's own home. Not so much in a Federal courthouse.
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| The "acceptable" mom "suit." Originally published http://www.people.com/, August 6, 2008 |
What happened to me, dear readers? Case-in-point: The other day I got off of work and had on pants and a silk top. What's the problem, you may ask? The pants are barely disguised yoga pants and the silk top is a maternity tank that I borrowed from a friend and haven't yet returned because I love it. I also had on a giant cardigan of a completely unacceptable fabric and color. While we may debate the propriety of the content of work dress, it's not particularly the clothes that disturb me. It's my lack of regard for what I have on. I am ashamed to say that my clothes sit in unwashed piles on my floor, largely because when I do have 5 spare moments to lug them up to the washer, I'd rather stare into the abyss than put effort into one additional thing. In short, I have given up.
But never fear--there are people in the great abyss of the Internet who can help me and those of us who have given up. Like you. Well, and you. And definitely you--what is that sweater? Kat and our friends at Corporette (check out http://www.corporette.com/ ), and others like them, can be a source of refuge. We don't have to make an overhaul--I recommend starting small. Perhaps exchanging the too-tight suit from 1997 for a nice blazer and skirt? My point is that we can overcome the stigma together. It's time to rise up, fellow moms and look-like-a-moms! There is hope. At least I hope there's hope. There's hope, right?
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