This weekend, I attended a conference for outdoor educators. Most of them are patchouli-lovin, dreadlock-wearin, jam-band-listenin, earth-toned hippies. They're good people, I just don't quite match.
I wore precisely zero earth tones all weekend, yanno.
These conferences are at residential campsites. There is a talent night. My talents are not suitable for such a thing, so I dressed for the occasion instead. In summer, I am Chieftainess of a small island country populated by 3rd through 6th graders- our country is called Turgundy. I wore my regalia, plus a coat.
What? You don't engage in this sort of foolishness at YOUR professional conferences?