So you’re telling me ‘Office Chic’ is just another way to say ‘I wore my anxiety like silk armor’? 🤔

I shot this while sipping matcha at 3 AM in Brooklyn — no one else was there… except my inner critic wearing cat-eye glasses and whispering, ‘Why are we still reducing feminism to a NFT?’

Turns out the ‘sexy office girl’ wasn’t seducing anyone — she was just quietly rewriting the entire patriarchy… one brushstroke at a time.

You think this is fashion? Nah. It’s visual poetry with ROI.

Comment below: Would you wear this outfit to your next Zoom meeting? Or just cry into your latte?