I think ageism and sexism play a huge role, but there is another elephant in the room.
That night when I got home I was a little sad to take off the dress. I actually did consider sleeping in it. Kind of like when I wanted to sleep in my wedding dress:
Like I was Cinderella and the fairy godmother had made a dress just for me. Wow, they were good: they never took my measurements but had the coat altered to fit me perfectly, I was ecstatic.
I was working for the company I previously blogged about that timed the frequency and duration of coffee breaks (even when you were working a 16-hour day). So of course since I was the rule follower then (as I am now), I decided running for my coffee was a good idea – need to keep that time out of office to a minimum! And yes, in my new platforms … why not?
This was just a plain foreshadowing (truth in advertising?) of the illogical abuse that followed in the design houses. One day you were the darling, the president loved your designs and you could do no wrong. The next day
Do you remember those parachute material joggers everyone wore in the late 80s and 90s (often with pearls)?