Yesterday I was five minutes late for work and when I clocked in, my manager asked if he could see me in his office. I’ve never been in trouble at work before but this was the third time in the past week that I’d clocked in late. He sat down at his desk and reached into a stack of file folders. He pulled out the latest issue of In Style magazine.
“While you were in Madison, we went through this magazine and picked out clothes that we thought were ‘Laurie outfits’.” He flipped to a marked page. “Look at this cute Nanette Lepore sweater, it’s so you!” He had actually circled outfits in red ink that he wanted to show me.