Still not feeling 100%, I seem to have committed one of my most hated crimes-against-fashion today, the dreaded Over Coordination. Specifically, this entails wearing too many perfectly matching shades, textures and/or patterns. Whilst not as offensive as the Total Lack of Any Coordination, its still something that should be avoided at all costs. Today I have somehow arrived at work wearing (or carrying) matching shoes, pants, socks and satchel. My top is a little lighter, but its too close to call. 

I'm very disapointed in myself and trying as hard as possible to stand against walls or office furniture of contrasting colours to lessen the impact on everyone at Agendia.

[sigh] 

In other clothing-related news, I have recieved today my Permentant Contract with Agendia (OMG i want to go home) which comes with something called Phantom Shares.

No idea what these are, but in the absence of any other information I am assuming they entitle me to come to work in a purple lycra bodysuit, knee-high boots and black cummerbund with attached modesty-skirt, as pictured (left).  

So yet another of my life goals has been achieved before I turn 30.

On a roll.