I Wore Pantyhose to a Job Interview and Liked It
I had a job interview today. Another one, I should say, as they seem to be contagious lately. Contagious seems like an appropriate word because most of them have left me feeling quite queasy. Is there a vaccination for workplace bad vibes? First there was a role with a familiar food delivery app in which the conversations weirdly turned into basketball, but not in a good way. Then there was a not-so-familiar daily deal site that courted me simply because my background for seven years had been at an oh-so-familiar daily deal site—but the thought of jumping back into that arena gave me Scanners-esque head spins. So I’ve been holing up in solitary Creativeland as of late, conjuring up brand voices for home organizational products, hanging out with my vintage blouses, and sometimes talking to my cat. I know, I’d hire me too. Especially, I thought, if I was wearing pantyhose. The idea started with a dress, really. This dress. When I found all 40" of this silky cobalt blue Nina...