The First Day...
Have you ever had one of those work weeks? You know the ones. Sleep deprivation, too busy to eat and where you can't say the right thing? The ones where your shirt button falls off right before the huge meeting and you have to sew it back on in the bathroom. Where a stranger unapologetically catches your trousers on their bike spoke on the commute in. Where you spill coffee all down yourself from trying to carry 8 at once (yep). When you forget the room number (and floor) you're supposed to be bringing people to, and go on an accidental tour of the building. Those kind of weeks, which also happened to be my very first week at my new job.
I have always been slightly unlucky, but this did seem a bit ridiculous. And to be frank, my desire to make a good impression meant I made silly mistakes. In any previous job, this may have reduced me to tears on the train home without a care who was watching - but this was my dream job, something I'd worked so hard to get, and besides, my wardrobe was giving me a higher level of confidence I'd felt in a while. It might be obvious, and probably narcissistic, but I always feel better about my self and my inner power if I'm confident with what I look like on the outside. Especially when it comes to first impressions, and the first week at a new job.
My first day I kept it chic and simple - by my standards - cigarette trousers, brogues and an oversized shirt, with a black duster coat and my usual hands-full-of-rings. I felt good that first day, and comfortable more importantly.
I started my "career" pretty late - yes I've had jobs, but they were normally to pay the bills and allow me to save for my next travelling adventure. My career, as such, has been very stop/start and I was never sure what I wanted to do. All I knew was I wanted to create (but more on that at a later date). My new role required a step up in my style - perhaps not so much required, but deserved - since my work and weekend wardrobe had always been one of the same. So I thought, planned, played and eventually pulled together different pieces to merge old and new and create 'workplace Bex' - and she's really enjoying herself.