A newly reformed version of Wesley Snipes in blade, my Reiss overcoat with the exaggerated Razor edge collar is the security I need to ward away the garlic breaths I encounter along my daily commutes to make. As a crispy white alternative, the heavy collar in my turtleneck (American Apparel) sharpens my image and is a suitable excuse to not wear a tie and the jersey fabric makes it easier for me to not attempt to iron in the morning. The rigor of a bright white mirrors my efforts to detract from debacle, I get myself into in the mornings when I’m short of time and I’m in a rush. The exit from the train station to work is a short distance and the overcrowding of people can cause quite a disruption, which leaves me flustered and my headphones become a fidget. Despite the winged edges of the trousers give off the Charlie Chaplin vibe, that would make you want to dance the corners of wall- street. I rely on the comforts of my high-waisted COS trousers that are skin hugging and work friendly that move to the same beat of pace to quicken my journey and detract from appearing too unforgiving.
My Fratelli Rossetti’s, are at the top end of the flat shoe bracket, enough to carve away the piles of them ever pass out of style. The brogues are sharp, pointy, like my edges. Wrapped with intricate design, this resurrects my enthusiasm to becoming the modern-day working girl, with a knife-edge fringe of confidence that commands an air of authority too resistant to knock. A flat shoe highlights my statuesque frame and is a sober technique to handle drinks after work with poise. My Ruby lip woos the opposite gender and justifies the approach to wearing minimal makeup with this outfit. The extra layer highlights a sense of confidence that I wear with assurance without underwhelming, my approach to femininity by masking that with man-friendly attire.