Saturday, April 26, 2008

Sartorially Speaking


Your tailor's stitch need no longer hold up under an aggressive chase.

When they stop asking for a tie to the interview, you've been slotted: the cloth ceiling.

What you wear needs to be clean, for sure, or you will be badged as 'blue collar', yet the mere neat appearance, that casual office look, the deal-friendly-with-people surface, holds your salary at low simmer, your prestige to be patted on the head like a good boy.



Default wardrobe: the thousands not spent on suits, the thousands, build a library.

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