Clovember the twenty-eighth: Corporeal
I'm running the only training program I've run this month today, which in theory means a business suit is in order, but it's going to be a warm day and I'm just not feeling the suit love. Instead I've donned a sheath dress in a sombre grey (why are standard work clothes always such sombre colours? The message this sends about work is pretty grim. Reminds me of the infamous "adult covers" for the Harry Potter books and what they imply about adulthood), cheered somewhat by horizontal bands of a kind of white lacy print. It's made of T-shirt material (what's the proper word for this? Cotton knit fabric? Cotton interlock?), but I figure with a cropped black blazer over the top and stockings and heels the university isn't exactly going to evict me for not taking Staff Development seriously enough.
On the subject of wearables, I'm trying to buy a rather lovely necklace online from the US (one which will harmonise *beautifully* with the Multicoloured Flower Bag of Glory, so as you will understand this necklace is ESSENTIAL), and keep on getting this infuriating "AVS mismatch" message which claims my credit card number and billing address don't match. GAH! What's with that? I've successfully shopped online with that damned card lots of times and that is the very address on my bank statements, so WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, INTERNETS?? I am in serious need of retail therapy at this point, and you are THWARTING ME and that necklace is the last one left!
It'll do, won't it? I never quite know how essential it is to dress corporate when running training at a university... certainly dressed like this I'll be several formality levels above most of my audience, unless they're *very* senior university exec. And given that I need to take a tram into town afterwards to buy some props for filming at work (dodgy Australiana-type props), I'd rather not be all suited up. With this outfit I can exchange blazer for denim jacket (or nothing, as it'll probably be well warm enough for dress-only) and shoes and pantyhose for sandals and be far more comfortable. For the Clovember record, though, here's me in my current suit of choice. After half an hour of standing in front of a Powerpoint slide pretending I was presenting with view to a pic for the website I'm finally getting organised (for free, courtesy of my brother, in a rare fit of fraternal helpfulness), I have new respect for people with ever-so-natty-and-professional shots of themselves on their websites.
I uploaded this one at random from a bunch of thumbnails, and seem to have picked Strange Fishface Expression. At least in this one the attack of Stupid Hand isn't too embarrassing. For some reason I decided that I should be indicating something on my slide in Professional and Knowledgeable Fashion in my photos, with the result that more than half of the photos taken feature me stiffly holding out my hand like a flipper in ludicrously staged fashion.
Oh, and the website? Very bare bones at the moment, but if anyone is curious enough to take a look, it's here: http://tamagoconsulting.com.au/tamagoconsulting/
All input welcome. I think I need to overcome my Australian inclination to downplay and winch down my poppy and embrace a bit of the ol' Self-Aggrandising for this sort of thing. You know, Australia's Leading Diversity Consultant, rave testimonials, that sort of thing. I've upgraded my job title on LinkedIn to "Director and Principal Trainer" (haha) and am getting old business clients congratulating me on my new job! Is mildly amusing, as I'm doing exactly what I've been doing, business-wise, for twelve years. Heh.
On the subject of wearables, I'm trying to buy a rather lovely necklace online from the US (one which will harmonise *beautifully* with the Multicoloured Flower Bag of Glory, so as you will understand this necklace is ESSENTIAL), and keep on getting this infuriating "AVS mismatch" message which claims my credit card number and billing address don't match. GAH! What's with that? I've successfully shopped online with that damned card lots of times and that is the very address on my bank statements, so WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, INTERNETS?? I am in serious need of retail therapy at this point, and you are THWARTING ME and that necklace is the last one left!
It'll do, won't it? I never quite know how essential it is to dress corporate when running training at a university... certainly dressed like this I'll be several formality levels above most of my audience, unless they're *very* senior university exec. And given that I need to take a tram into town afterwards to buy some props for filming at work (dodgy Australiana-type props), I'd rather not be all suited up. With this outfit I can exchange blazer for denim jacket (or nothing, as it'll probably be well warm enough for dress-only) and shoes and pantyhose for sandals and be far more comfortable. For the Clovember record, though, here's me in my current suit of choice. After half an hour of standing in front of a Powerpoint slide pretending I was presenting with view to a pic for the website I'm finally getting organised (for free, courtesy of my brother, in a rare fit of fraternal helpfulness), I have new respect for people with ever-so-natty-and-professional shots of themselves on their websites.
I uploaded this one at random from a bunch of thumbnails, and seem to have picked Strange Fishface Expression. At least in this one the attack of Stupid Hand isn't too embarrassing. For some reason I decided that I should be indicating something on my slide in Professional and Knowledgeable Fashion in my photos, with the result that more than half of the photos taken feature me stiffly holding out my hand like a flipper in ludicrously staged fashion.
Oh, and the website? Very bare bones at the moment, but if anyone is curious enough to take a look, it's here: http://tamagoconsulting.com.au/tamagoconsulting/
All input welcome. I think I need to overcome my Australian inclination to downplay and winch down my poppy and embrace a bit of the ol' Self-Aggrandising for this sort of thing. You know, Australia's Leading Diversity Consultant, rave testimonials, that sort of thing. I've upgraded my job title on LinkedIn to "Director and Principal Trainer" (haha) and am getting old business clients congratulating me on my new job! Is mildly amusing, as I'm doing exactly what I've been doing, business-wise, for twelve years. Heh.