And finally the term is over. And it’s less than two weeks until the return of Arrested Development. You might say this is the final countdown. This also means that we’ve moved into the most wonderful time of the year. That special time of year where you’re not technically paid, even if you’re tenured or on the tenure-track, but, instead, you get to do all the work that, hopefully, will help you keep your job. Sigh. At least I can wear glorified pajamas for the next three months. Except for tomorrow, when I have a dissertation defence (my first on this side of the table. Yikes).
Here, then, are two of my final profesh outfits of the term.
I bought this shirt while in the Shivering Northern Wetlands for a conference. While there, I got to do some excellent hanging out with Rinty the Crusher and my sisters. When I bought the shirt, I was wearing a shirt with black & white stripes — leading both my sisters to ask why I was buying an identical shirt to what I was already wearing. Duh. This one has navy & mint stripes. Geez. They seemed skeptical about this logic. They don’t know.
The following I wore my exam & a subsequent grading marathon with my writing group:
This shirt was an impulse, clearance-rack purchase and, man, few things I own have produced as much of a reaction from my co-workers and writing group. It’s super fun and blouse-y, and more flattering than this picture might suggest. It’s going to look awesome with a pencil skirt in the fall once I start dressing like a grown-up again. For the time being, it’ll also fancy up some bermudas.
How are you celebrating the return of summer? My writing group* and I kicked it off with a waffle-mimosa brunch, leading us to make wildly ambitious writing and revising goals, fueled by sugar and champagne.
*Because we are the awesomest, the group calls itself “Hero, Squad.” Lucille Bluth and Liz Lemon are our patron saints.