It's funny - when I was in my 20s, I co-owned a restaurant and nightclub and spent a lot of time in really stiflingly hot kitchens, so when I WASN'T at work, I was usually in a very short cocktail dress and ridiculously high heels. When I went to work in an office at age 28, I couldn't get that power suit off fast enough, as soon as I got home. And these days? At 48, my favorite uniform (though I can't wear it to work) is a good pair of jeans and a t-shirt that makes me smile.

Also - I KNEW you were my people, when I first started reading your Medium stories. And by "my people", I mean" Dr. Who fans". I NEED that shirt.