Vogue -- Madonna

You ever have one of those days when your couture is just working for you? You know it from the moment you put that ensemble together that you are in the presence of fashion greatness. Those black patent leather peep-toe pumps with the tan trim, the brown leather satchel handbag, that sleek sleeveless black turtleneck, the little tan pencil skirt that hugs in all the right places all fit together like they were born to do it. For once, the hair concedes to your every wish and those dangling earrings embellish the look effortlessly. You walk different – taller, sharper, faster – and everyone can see it. You get hit on by an entirely different caliber of dude while trying to procure your daily bacon, egg and cheese sammich from the local deli; no longer merely the unwashed and unshaven (as is, let’s be honest, your forte), but rather the brokers and traders of the world with business cards and requests to be “shot an email” at your earliest convenience. You strut into work, flirt a little with the security guard in the building (who is of course a bright, good-looking lad working his way through college – or at least, he is in my head!), and arrive every so stylishly and on time with coffee and sandwich in hand at your desk.

From here on, the wonder and magic of the fabulous work of art that is your outfit carries you through the day. Somehow, you even manage to become more intelligent, as if the smartness of your outfit somehow translated into the kind of smarts that help you audit financial statements with more ease and dexterity than you’ve ever managed before. You receive your due props from your colleagues and superiors. You’re just walking on air, aren’t you?

And then you go home, take your fabulous self to bed and then wake up the next morning and the magic is GONE. You sleep through your alarm, your hair falls flat, you can’t find your earrings, you miss your bus, you get your random holla from the crackhead in the street, your breakfast tastes like feet, nothing at work makes sense, your boss starts to wonder why she hired you in the first place. But you don’t mind so terribly because, to be honest, this is more like life as you know it.