I never meant to be a corporate lawyer.
Now that I am one, I certainly don’t mean to dress like one. (Well, not like a London one, anyway. Maybe a Parisian one.) The standard London corporate lawyer wardrobe is boring. So boring.
I blog here about my attempts to sew a work wardrobe that is professional enough for my conservative office and fun enough that I don’t die a little inside every day I wear it.
Oh, and it should fit perfectly, be of super-high quality and make me look beautiful.