When my workplace instituted a new “Casual Friday” policy, I had a good laugh with my best girlfriends.
See, I dress plenty professionally for the office. I own an entire wardrobe of well-cut, expensive, boring-as-hell suits. Monday through Friday, that’s how you’ll find me dressed. But on the weekends and in the evenings, my style is completely different. I think I’d go out of my mind if I had to dress corporate in my off-time. What would I call my after-hours style? Some might brand my clothes as slutty — not slutty like with my ass hanging out of short-shorts, but slutty in a sly, sexy way. I gravitate to well-worn, figure-hugging jeans, silky camisoles in a riot of colors, and the softest, sugar-spun cardigans.
I am walking sex, and my stride is precise.
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