I did muslin and cut out some pants. The motivation for making these was that I had to give three talks this month. And while I’m pretty flexible about what I’ll wear to lab, I still subscribed to the idea that when giving a scientific talk, one ought to dress as androgynously as possible. Since my only pair of pants that fits is showing all the signs of being my only pair of pants that fits (read: holes), I thought it was high time I sewed some new slacks.
Then I got a bad case of the wintersleeps and the pants never got sewn. I ended up wearing a nicer denim skirt for one talk and my gray wool sheath dress over a button-down shirt to the other (I’ll explain in a minute.) And…lo and behold, it seems people still took me seriously as a scientist! Who knew? I think this says something good about the position of women in science, but not so good about the chances of these pants getting sewn.
And now I need to give a big shout-out to my lab bros:
Having no male siblings, it wasn’t until I got to this lab that I got to experience the expression-of-affection-through-constant-mutual-giving-of-shit that people refer to as “brotherhood.” Although there are now a few more women in the lab, we are still definitely a band of brothers. Last Friday it was our lab’s turn to give departmental seminar. In a show of support for Emre (front row) and I, who were speaking, the whole lab dressed up in their best business formal-wear, plus bow ties. (Hence me in my button-down and dress.) Although we felt a little like kids dressing up in grown-up clothing, we did get a big laugh from our boss, and enough funny looks from the other faculty to make the whole enterprise worthwhile. We also managed not to spill anything on ourselves.