If you know me well, you know that I get a kick out of pushing the
fashion envelope, especially in the office. I consider it a compliment
when a woman in a poly-blend business suit or the commuter's
sneakers-and-stockings combo glares at my leopard Topshop coat or my
flat over-the-knee motorcycle boots while in line for our Pret a Manger
lattes. I believe my rejection of conventional Washington
Friday, February 4, 2011
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