I have been posting on Facebook for weeks now about how horrified I am that I have to buy grown up clothes for some upcoming work travel. I wear the same thing every day – jeans and a black tee shirt and a hoodie. I have 7 pairs of the same jeans, 10 of the same long sleeved back tee shirt, and 10 of the same short sleeved black tee shirt. I do not own clothes other than these. So when I found out that I had to dress “business casual” for work trips, I freaked.
I actually found out on my way to New York, and spent my entire vacation saying to everyone I met “I have to wear grown up clothes for work and I don’t own any”. Clothes are a big deal for me. Whether or not I am actually “on the spectrum”, one of the very common things is that I am super particular about what I wear in terms of the way it feels and the way it fits. If something is even slightly too tight, it will change my entire day and how I act and how I am able to function. This is why I wear clothes a size too big. But, as Catharine used to say, it looks like I am wearing a garbage bag, so there is nothing professional looking about wearing a size too big. I cannot stand any fabric that is not stretchy jeans or cotton.
Part of my business casual is an official button down shirt with my company’s name on it. It is very fancy. I was happily surprised because it felt nice. It also fit on the large size. I put it in the washing machine with the intent of air drying it because my work tee shirts all shrunk two sizes in the dryer. When I do laundry, for two loads, it can take me around 8 hours. I do not rush back to the washer to switch the clothes, etc. My dad, on the other hand – if he hears the washer stop, which he always does, I hear “YOUR LAUNDRY NEEDS TO BE SWITCHED” from the other room. I say “OK DO NOT WORRY, I WILL DO IT”. And I will. But I have never had the chance because within 5 minutes my dad is up and switching my laundry. Usually I hear him and can tend to it, but I did not hear him this time. I was taking out recycling when I noticed the dryer was on and the washer was running again. I pulled out my Fancy Work Shirt and lo and behold, it was completely dry, and two sizes smaller. I can wear it unbuttoned with a shirt underneath, but the shoulders and arms shrunk and are SO TIGHT AND UNCOMFORTABLE I WILL DIE.
Hopefully I can wear the business casual wardrobe I ordered online, which consists of four pairs of identical black pants and four identical “blouses”. Not shirts. That is how I knew they were fancy, they are called “blouses”. They look like long sleeved tee shirts with a few buttons down the front, so I think I will be able to tolerate them. Here is a picture.
I will report back on my wardrobe issues while I travel, as I am sure there will be many.