Tie-Day Friday

Since I left the citi for the dub room, I have had great freedom to explore my personal style . With jeans, sneakers, sandals and tank tops at my disposal, I can pretty much wear whatever suits my mood, as long as my nipples are covered. I do kind of miss the citi restrictions though. Sometimes I just long for a challenge.

Last week, in search of the corporate casual challenges of corporations past, I attempted to organize "Tie-Day Friday." I should probably clarify that by "organized" I mean, discussed wearing a tie to work with ONE coworker, Bryan. Bryan is one of the newbies in the office, not to be confused with Ryan, the quiet veteran who, after living with the only "RY"-sound name for a peaceful six months, gets quite peeved when you say "Bryan," and he thinks you've said "Ryan" or vice versa. At some point last week B-B-B-B-Bryan and I decided we would institute Tie-Day Friday to show off the irrepressible class of the dub room team. How refined are WE? We don't even HAVE to wear ties to the office, and we're gonna wear them anyway! There were initial plans to get our officemates involved in the cause, but our publicity effort was overshadowed by busy training days and impromptu performances of songs from The Little Mermaid. In the end, only the masterminds behind The Day of Ties flaunted the unexpexctedly conservative neckwear as a salute to the week's end. But boy did we REPRESENT.

When Bryan entered the dub room Friday morning he was wearing a short-sleeved button down shirt with a brown striped tie, looking very Revenge of the Nerds. It was perfect. I don't have any ties in my closet (although I've been seriously considering investing in a set of suspenders) so I asked Bryan to bring me one of his. He knotted my masculine accessory, a deep red number with beige and blue diamonds, and I slid it on. Not going to lie, at first I was a bit uncomfy thinking about walking around with a panel of red silk flopping against my abdomen like a single strand of spaghetti.



And then, I tucked it in...



Every once in a while, on Experimental Fashion Friday, I would hit on an outfit that was both an eyesore and oddly fashionable. Tie-Day Friday spawned yet another of those ensembles. Unfortunately, the unexpected success of my outfit further buried the TDF movement**. NO ONE asked me WHY I was wearing a tie! I did, however, receive three or four separate compliments on my getup, including one comment from an editor who said I looked like "a modern, 2006 version of Annie Hall." It doesn't get much better than that.

Can't wait for "Jewsday Tuesday." You think I'm kidding...



**Miss Stacia is an awful publicist. No news here.