Palazzo Pants 3

Palazzo-tastic

For a while now I have this image of what I’ll be like when I’m much, much older and well into my retirement years. That version of future me just doesn’t give a dam what anyone thinks of her and dresses incredibly dramatically. This future me probably has a string of younger lovers, a glamorous jet set lifestyle and drinks champagne by the magnum. She’s holding court at a poolside cocktail party somewhere in the Caribbean, wearing an intensely ruffled silk blouse, strings of huge pearls and beads, massive sunglasses, fluffy feathered high heeled mule slippers and a silk turban-style headpiece encrusted with jewels. But best of all, she’s wearing it all with amazingly luxurious and billowy palazzo pants. And she looks palazzo-tastic. Continue reading “Palazzo-tastic”

Casual Friday 3

Casual Friday

When I was starting out in my career as a lawyer in a large Australian law firm, the dress code was uber-conservative. Suits. That was basically all you were allowed to wear. God knows how I managed to get dressed each morning without falling asleep. I got on board with it nevertheless, believing that a nicely tailored, navy pantsuit would be the key to my career success. I tried to mix it up a bit and add my own flair, but back then when it came to a strictly corporate dress code there was a limit to what fabulous shoes could do to an otherwise boring outfit. Surely Casual Friday would have been my chance to bridge the yawning (literally) chasm between my workplace-lawyer self and my real self… Continue reading “Casual Friday”