Lessons in Layering
Even an outfit like this (which I felt completely comfortable putting together) might not feel appropriate for my 9 to 5. I am isolated enough being the only woman of color in my office. Wearing a button-up under a plunging neckline isn't exactly protocol to "fit in."
|Button-up: American Eagle|
Dress: Forever 21
Being away at college really put me in a bubble. Since everyone around me came from similarly diverse communities, I almost forgot what it was like to be a minority. The walls went right back up as soon as I graduated and entered the workforce. I started making jokes to combat complaints about the "funky" smell of my lunch in the microwave. I would stare blankly into space while someone explained to me how to roast pigs at a party. I became silent when a coworker angrily claimed he'd deport the man who side-swiped his car (he assumed the offender to be an illegal immigrant.) Why did I avoid voicing how I felt in these situations? I don't need to apologize for the state of my lunch. I know what lechon is. I'm sure you can make empty threats about deportation because no one has ever shouted at you to "Go back to your country!"