Come work for the feds, Izzy.  They let us wear whatever the hell we want.  Bra, no bra.  Suit, no suit.

My old boss used to actually give me shit for being dressed too professionally.

One guy used to show up in his sweatpants with flip-flops and an old raggedy shirt.  He got fired, but it was because he didn't do anything for a year, not for the clothes.

Be nice to America. Or we'll bring democracy to your country.