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“You’ve been wearing more suits lately,” a colleague said to me a couple of years ago. He seemed both impressed and puzzled.
He wasn’t wrong. Until then, on most days in the office, I had dressed in what could generously be referred to as middle-aged skater: plaid overskirt, white tee, relaxed trousers, and sneakers. On repeat. To be clear, I still sometimes do. But I had started reaching for suits more often.
I told him it was simply another uniform. You put…
