Apparently I have three pairs of work pants.
I say apparently, because this morning when I got up at stupid o’clock to get ready for work I couldn’t find any of them. Not a single pair of work pants. Out of three pairs!
I could have worn a skirt instead . . .
. . . not bloody likely!
So I wore jeans.
I keep my rather flash shoes with the highest heels I own at work because I’m never going to wear them at home. So when I got to work I put them on to show that I wasn’t doing Casual Friday on a Monday.
I’m not sure that the hole in my jeans went any way to convincing anyone of this.
But I had my Work Shoes on.
Therefore, I was wearing a Work Outfit.
End of story.