Working from home. Ah the luxury, the freedom. . .
Roll out of bed, brush hair, splash face, mosey on over to the kitchen, eat something (healthy), think about what's on the calendar, transport cup of coffee (or tea) to office, sit down in front of the computer, check e-mails, start work day.
No, no wait have you forgotten a detail or two?
You're still in your pajamas, remember? Or, is that the way you go to work chez vous? You apply the "no one will see me, comfort first, my pajama uniform is an outward expression of my right to be me" rule I take it.
Let me guess; you're not French.
If you were, chances are you would not be working in your pajamas, no matter how cute they are. Entre nous -- and I probably shouldn't admit it -- I've worked in my pajamas. I always apply my day cream however because it works while I work -- theoretically. It's either a win-win or a no-lose situation.
|Shed the bag and the blazer, go to work.|
A Frenchwoman working from home would apply the "Answer the Front Door" rule. Translation: If you cannot open the door without embarrassment, maybe you should re-think your work wardrobe.
Since part of my raison d'etre is to take the best and leave the rest when assimilating the habits of my French friends, I've discovered the rewards of small efforts. I made the decision some time ago to "get dressed" every day. Not dressed/dressed, but sort of Casual Friday if you will. Curiously, I've found I think better, write better and feel better.
My home office vestments include: trousers, linen in summer, flannel in winter; long-sleeve T-shirts of various cuts, in white, black, gray or navy; shirts in white, white, white, pale blue or pale pink, often with a cashmere cardigan in winter; cashmere turtlenecks and V-necks in, you guessed it -- neutrals; often a scarf (I love scarves, I sometimes wear them with my pajamas); my gold creoles and ballerinas or mocassins. Et voila. Makeup is minimal: above mentioned cream, mascara on curled lashes, clear gloss and perfume.
I've timed the exercise: Under 10 minutes.
|Put the bag away, change your shoes. Get to work.|
A Demain: The Big Reveal (I'm nervous).