I am having lunch with a boy. In 20 minutes.
The perils of working in an uber casual office, where I rarely see my boss: I am wearing jeans. The same jeans I’ve worn twice this week. And a plain-gray t-shirt from NY&Co that is kind of thin and may be unflattering if you look at it the wrong way. And flip-flops. And my hair is not the best today.
Says:
Oooooooh, how exciting. I’m sure you look FINE. We’ve all been there, we feel like we look like shit, but really…you probably look great. Can’t wait to hear about this lunch.
June 18th, 2010 at 3:16 pm