The boys of TOTN.
You work in an office long enough, it's inevitable that you'll commit a fashion faux pas at some point — there's only so much variety you can explore in the "business casual" department. I commit them every day... intentionally, and for attention.* Others do it 'cause they've been misinformed, or skipped laundry day that week. I look forward to these moments — they take the edge off and make the daily routine a bit more spicy. And yesterday was a real treat, a genuine classic, if only because he usually sets the trends on the staff. My office mate — the one, the only, David Austin Gura — was in rare form: he showed up wearing a picnic tablecloth, replete with red and white checkers. (see above) We were ruthless: "Hey, Gura, where's the watermelon and fried chicken? Do you mind if we eat off you at lunch?" or "How's the peanut farm today?" or, my favorite, Barrie serenading him to "Green Acres."
In the same agrarian vein, another colleague, Enrique Rivera, showed up in a guayabera, which I actually loved. (also above) All that was missing were the Cuban cigars and a straw fedora. Enrique's best days, though, are Casual Fridays — usually it's some variation of early 90s gangsta — white high tops, baggy pants, and a sideways baseball cap. I'm still trying to institute Pajama Friday, but it's yet to metastasize. I keep my sushi pjs and Japanese kimono in a bag by my desk just in case I ever get the green light.
So tell us, what's the best fashion misstep you've seen in the office? And what was your worst fashion moment at work?
* My "style" — and I use the term loosely — has been referred to as "hobo chic." I think that's being a bit generous. I've never quite achieved Mary Kate Olsen status, so let's just take out the "chic" and call it a day.
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