Now that I have a real job, I have to dress nicely every day to go to work. (Note: I still do not see the point in dressing up to proofread proposals and edit project sheets all day alone in my office, but that is okay.) Working in an office is an extremely good excuse to buy nice clothes — like winter white pants at The Limited and fun pleated skirts at Express. Today I wore an outfit so cute to work, even the cashiers at Wawa complimented me on it. I was very flattered. Just because I’m not a crazy waitress, doesn’t mean I can’t be fashionable at work. I mean, even though I don’t wear my Diesel jeans to work, I’m still a rock star at heart — I know because it says so in pink letters and rhinestones across the butt of my underwear (underneath my pantyhose, of course).