Except her. She was wearing a simple grey dress... and bright, metallic gold stiletto boots. They were utterly impractical for standing for forty minutes. But she looked down at them, smiled to herself, and shifted her weight. That small smile broke the tension in the carriage. A man across from her stopped frowning at his phone and glanced at her feet. He laughed. A stranger said, "Those are ridiculous." She replied, "I know. They make the delay bearable."
So, why should you consider incorporating frivolous dress into your commute? For starters, it's a great way to: frivolous dressorder the commute
The commute is not going away. The delays, the crowds, the fluorescent flicker—these are constants. But your relationship to them is not. Except her