While washing up in the ladie's room at work, a girl from the graphic design department of my distinctly fashion-challenged company eyed my polka-dot fifties-style housedress, purple lace-up cut-out pumps, and headband-adorned bun with obvious excitement. I caught her glancing over at least three times before she confessed the obvious: she loved my dress. Moments later she was spilling to me about how her neatly tailored button-down never quite ironed right in the back and I was lying back about how many times I'd ironed this dress, to no avail. In moments we were the best of friends. Just one more reason to overdress in an office full of jeans and sweatshirts!