I was thinking about how my childhood incarnation had figured out a career path that involved being a supermodeling attorney, who was also the trapeze act in the circus, and a Cher-like pop-icon on the weekends. That would have made for some interesting wardrobe changes.
If I thought I could get away with it, I would SO wear Bob Mackie costumes to work. I would be a river of sequins at all times, day and night, with glorious headpieces to rival any folly Mr. Ziegfeld ever imagined.
Alas. It’s hard to fit into an office chair with plumage, so I stick to the basics. But it’s fun to imagine now and then.
The Outside Lane 