With about 5 outfits each that we rotated daily, we were forced to accept quality instead of the mass quantity of cheaper versions we desired. And little sis had the misfortune to inherit my outfits, which of course held up beautifully due to quality workmanship. Oh, the torture of having to wear high-quality clothing! What were our parents thinking?
Dad was probably the worst offender when it came to shopping. He adored grocery stores, probably because his father, an Italian immigrant, managed a small grocery/meat shop. Much to mom's dismay, dad always wanted to go to the store with her. He would marvel over the produce, the meats and especially the imports. Mom would always come home with way more than she needed because dad couldn't resist.
Dad also loved fashion; he dressed to impress. Custom-made shirts and tailored suits were his staple. He ™d meticulously pick out neck ties, cuff links and other accessories. Dad was a sharp dresser. When I got married, he spent more on his outfit than I did on my wedding dress.
Needless to say, my parents instilled in us an appreciation for fashion and a desire to look good.
I grew up in a household of clothes-lovers and shoppers. Both of my parents liked to dress for success and valued quality over quantity.
The quality issue was a source of frustration for sis and me when we were kids. We ™d look at the clothing catalogs “ mainly from the less-expensive stores “ and dog-ear the pages with our selections. Mom and dad would not hear of it. We were taken to Neiman's for our back-to-school outfits. Of course that meant a very limited amount of clothing, since Mom and dad weren't exactly rolling in the dough, but dressing for success was still important.
With about 5 outfits each that we rotated daily, we were forced to accept quality instead of the mass quantity of cheaper versions we desired. And little sis had the misfortune to inherit my outfits, which of course held up beautifully due to quality workmanship. Oh, the torture of having to wear high-quality clothing! What were our parents thinking?
Dad was probably the worst offender when it came to shopping. He adored grocery stores, probably because his father, an Italian immigrant, managed a small grocery/meat shop. Much to mom's dismay, dad always wanted to go to the store with her. He would marvel over the produce, the meats and especially the imports. Mom would always come home with way more than she needed because dad couldn't resist.
Dad also loved fashion; he dressed to impress. Custom-made shirts and tailored suits were his staple. He ™d meticulously pick out neck ties, cuff links and other accessories. Dad was a sharp dresser. When I got married, he spent more on his outfit than I did on my wedding dress.
Needless to say, my parents instilled in us an appreciation for fashion and a desire to look good.
With about 5 outfits each that we rotated daily, we were forced to accept quality instead of the mass quantity of cheaper versions we desired. And little sis had the misfortune to inherit my outfits, which of course held up beautifully due to quality workmanship. Oh, the torture of having to wear high-quality clothing! What were our parents thinking?
Dad was probably the worst offender when it came to shopping. He adored grocery stores, probably because his father, an Italian immigrant, managed a small grocery/meat shop. Much to mom's dismay, dad always wanted to go to the store with her. He would marvel over the produce, the meats and especially the imports. Mom would always come home with way more than she needed because dad couldn't resist.
Dad also loved fashion; he dressed to impress. Custom-made shirts and tailored suits were his staple. He ™d meticulously pick out neck ties, cuff links and other accessories. Dad was a sharp dresser. When I got married, he spent more on his outfit than I did on my wedding dress.
Needless to say, my parents instilled in us an appreciation for fashion and a desire to look good.





















This is all very good advice. I am not judging anyone, but I can tell you that as a hiring manager I saw a LOT of inappropriate attire being worn to interviews, and honestly, I had to wonder how well they would do if they didn’t even know how to dress for that particular job. Great article.
Thanks Mike! Once I had a woman show up to the interview wearing rubber flip-flops. Yes, our company had a relatively casual dress code, but that was ridiculous!