You won't catch me dead wearing a suit. I wore them for the first 2 or 3 year in the work force and grew to hate them. Then I gave them all away to a coworker, who couldn't believe what I was doing. That was in the mid-80's. I've never regretted it.
No more runs, no more sagging hose, no more uncomfortable clothes. No more skirts or dresses. In my job as a software engineer I was occasionally required to crawl under tables following cables, rerouting computer connections, what have you. I made the mistake of attending a "professional development" seminar for women - I have no idea why I did this, it turned out to be a VERY bad idea - and got held up to the rest of the women as a bad example (I showed up wearing silk trousers, a silk blouse, and a heavy sweater because I'm cold all the time, they were NICE clothes but not a suit). When I pointed out to her the practical problems with wearing skirts and dresses and then having to crawl around under tables, up ladders, and poke my head up into ceiling cavities checking connections and what not, she primly informed me I should wear CULOTTES.
I burst out laughing right in her face (which also pissed her off, but I was PAYING for this crap, LOL!)
I cannot imagine the looks if I had shown up to work in CULOTTES. Actually I can. Pants raised no hackles, bothered no one, but CULOTTES? Culottes are for gym class, LOL!
BTW, I have no idea how you could tell the difference between ski socks and any other knee sock, but if I sit down and someone peering under the table at my ankles can somehow tell they're ski socks (as opposed to "plain ol' kneesocks", whatever that means), tough. Who pays that much attention to someone else's ankles anyway? I get COLD and I will do whatever it takes to counteract that. My physical comfort trumps everybody else's sense of propriety, especially when it's over something as unobtrusive as socks under nice trousers.



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