Dressing for work in the summer is like trying to seductively eat an ice-cream cone: nearly impossible and always a sticky mess. Dressing for work and then for an outdoor concert in Prospect Park is like trying to seductively eat an ice-cream cone hands free, contradictory in essence and again, nearly impossible in feat. Also prone to violent tongue lashing.
Considering that you have exactly 45 minutes in between work and what’s left of a social life, you’ve got to ride that F train like Lance Armstrong on one Trek TTX and guess what! You’ve got no time to change. You really don’t want to be the girl in the black slacks again, straining to see the band because you can’t afford to ruin your best (and possibly) only pair of pants by sitting indian style on the ground. There’s always the Anthropologie floral dress you’ve worn at least once a summer for the past seven summers, but the thought of getting mistook for a Park Slope mom isn’t striking yo fancy.
Not tonight, at least.
Have you considered the culottes? This seasons hottest trend is a walking, talking identity crisis, but its inability to discern itself as pants or shorts works in your favor. An easy breezy pair like these, or these from Rachel Comey scream, “I can squash a deadline but I’m also capable of curating a lazy picnic in Prospect Park, drinking Malbec out of a plastic cup and listening to alternative music.”
You know what also says “I can deposition-digest faster than a hamster on crack can run laps on a wheel, but I’ll also share my patchwork quilt with others”? A sleeveless and crisp white blouse like this bad boy from ASOS. If you’re like me and buttons make you nervous, may I suggest a not so cropped top like this one from Zara. Top it all off with a pair of open toe booties, low heeled sandals, or an easy breezy clog, and people will be asking whether you’re a roadie or an accountant.
Throw a jean jacket over your shoulders, whip your hair back n’ forth and thank your lucky stars that you don’t work in finance.
Oh, you do?