It’s funny and interesting to see how people (consciously or unconsciously)
dress for their jobs.
My current flatmates all dress incredibly appropriately for their respective profiles.
Or at least stereotypes associated with them.
My current flatmates all dress incredibly appropriately for their respective profiles.
Or at least stereotypes associated with them.
The better half dons a suit and crisp formal shirts to fit in with his swanky office
and overdressed colleagues
The legislative assistant friend wears kurtas and Nehru jackets
(and a beard!) to make an impression at the parliament.
The trade publishing editor bestie mixes and matches quirky prints and
geek-chic glasses with hair-bands, danglers and ballet flats.
And me?
Well, I have a bloody dress code! :\
