When I was out thrifting the other day I thought to myself, “What am I going to wear to the next meeting to impress the members of the board?”
I need to dress like a boss!
Once a month all the board members meet and
discuss bicker over coffee hot water and doughnuts doggie snacks.
As Zoë and I are the only members on the board, unless you count the half mannequin I keep in a trunk. (I’m not kidding, she is less of an active board member and more of a silent partner. I use her to break any ties in the votes. Zoë claims I’m pulling her strings from behind the scenes, she is paranoid like that. There is one of “those” at every company it seems.)
When the last meeting was called and I showed up wearing this fierce Olsen dress like a boss Zoë knew there would be no additional naps on the agenda.
When I was a kid I wanted to be a lawyer.
The only reason I wanted to be a lawyer was because I thought it meant I could dress up every day and have enough cash to spend on all the clothes I wanted. I didn’t care about the law, or studying…nothing quite so boring as that! Just what I envisioned it would afford me and the fabulous lifestyle I would have.
The naiveté of youth.
Little did I know at the time that I could have gone out and bought items like this via thrift. No need for an under grad degree and then the additional law degree and the $150,000 in student debt when you can get an awesome designer dress with faux leather details and rule your pug with authority.
What’s that you say?
You call bullshit?
Okay, okay I may have exaggerated a bit. Zoë doesn’t do a damn thing until she is good and ready or there are treats in my hand. Reminds me of someone else in the family…
Do you like to dress like a boss?