When I worked in an office, I always hated Casual Fridays (or in my case, Dress-Down Sundays: the only place I ever worked which had a “casual” day was a place I worked weekends in). I mean, casual dress is all well and good, and sometimes all you want to do is throw on a pair of jeans and be done with it (quite a lot, recently, in my case) but other times… other times it’s good to get dressed up. To pull out your best dress and your least practical pair of heels and enjoy that feeling of getting all dolled up – even if you have nowhere special to go.
For this reason, I always quite liked office dress. Jeans and sneakers I could wear any time: little fitted, 40s style suits, tailored dresses, crisp white shirts… well, there weren’t many places I could wear those other than at work, so I always resented the invasion of the casual into my little working world.
Now, of course, I work from home, but even if I didn’t, there would be few opportunities to get “dressed up”, because it seems to me that over the past ten years or so, the world’s gone casual: or, at least, my little corner of it has. No one wears dresses any more. No one wears heels. Where I come from, wearing either means spending the entire day being asked if you have an interview, or enduring comments about how you’re “so dressed up!” Wearing both, meanwhile, is a great way to experience what it must be like to be an alien, fresh off the Mother Ship.
I don’t need an excuse to dress casually. I DO, however, need an excuse to get dressed up, and so a few months ago, Shoeperman and I declared Friday (or at least, Friday night) to be NON-casual Friday.
Friday night, you see, is date night. At the moment, we’re trying to save up some money, so date night is normally just dinner and a bottle of wine at home, but we decided that in order to make it feel more like a “proper” date, we’d introduce a non-casual dress code, and get dressed up for each other, even if we’re not going out. (What’s weird about this is that it was actually HIS idea, not mine, although obviously I was more than happy to go along with it! I mean, any excuse to get dressed up, right?)
And that’s how I managed to find a reason to wear one of my favourite dresses, on a rainy August day at home. Sometimes I think that if you don’t have a reason to wear your favourite shoes and clothes, well, you just have to make one up.