-NINA-
“And your name is?” the administrative assistant asked me, assessing me up and down as I arrived at the office for my first day at Triad architects. She was a woman in her late thirties with short red hair and striking blue eyes. With her look of sneer, you'd think I was dressed in a sack of potatoes.
I´m not. I put on my fanciest blouse, a cream-colored silk shirt with a big bow inlaid at the neck. I paired it with high-waist black tailored pants and pointed toe loafers. My normally wavy hair is now straight, which gives me a tidier look, and I used a minimal amount of make-up, just enough to hide my jet leg fatigue. I was feeling pretty confident about my physical appearance until meeting this fashion police officer here.
"Carolina Benedetti. But you can call me Nina.” I answer
