The first time I ever saw someone wear a short-sleeved shirt layered over a long-sleeved shirt was on the show Who’s The Boss. I was living on Saipan, my tropical island home, watching Tony Danza wearing two shirts and thinking, “Why would anyone ever do that?”
And yet, today, I am going into work so I am wearing five layers, (a black cami, a long-sleeved University of Washington shirt, a short-sleeved Sesame Street shirt, a long sleeved Harley Davidson shirt and a black long-sleeved Club Monaco shirt) which all fit snugly under a blue jacket my husband bought for me from Costco. And then I plan to stuff some puppies into my jacket for extra warmth.
By puppies, I mean actual dogs, not puppies as in boobs because that would be uncomfortable. Come on, 4+ boobs? Aren’t we for quality over quantity? This isn’t that scene in Total Recall. Don’t pretend like you have to google it because you don’t know what I’m talking about. YOU KNOW THE SCENE!
The only difficulty I’ve found with all these layers is that it appears like I’ve put on considerable weight, which may be true since this weather just makes me want to clear out a buffet, but even without the snow, my general tubbiness makes me look like what happens when childhood obesity goes unchecked.
How do you dress for the winter? Is there a slightly less janky way to look professional and still stay warm?