New Girl, Again.

Did you know that I now work in a fabulously glamorous building with lots of beautiful people, just like in a chick-lit novel? Well I do.

I must admit that one of the perks of my new job is the facilities of the building however I have a small issue. I have gone from being relatively cool and glamorous (on a good day) to essentially the office frump. As I now work in the magazine industry, in a large glass building with lots of shiny surfaces, I've noticed that the people in the elevator all have much better outfits.

This is a building of skinny jeans, leather jackets, wedges, ankle boots, perfectly preened hair and flawless makeup (and that is just the men!). I on the other hand have streaky foundation (not intentionally, I'm blaming the flaky skin), flat practical shoes (thanks to a slightly dodgy ankle) and a limited selection of practical office wear (as I am trying to not annoy the boy by unpacking ALL of my clothes into his wardrobe).

Thank goodness I am fortunate enough to sit in a section of the building dominated by men who specialise in online. In this domain at least, I am still relatively cool. And, when I get some time and I have a wardrobe again I will by a funky new wardrobe and a new foundation.