In an attempt to take this racing stripes trend straight from the speedway to a different kind of track – as in not a track at all but rather an office, and more specifically the one in which I work – I went the whole way and donned stripes from head to toe. I’d venture to say that even though I tried, not much about this ensemble gives the impression that I am sporty or in fact am into racing in any way. But just in case the idea of me jumping into a stock car at any minute is at risk, I took it upon myself to stand in front of a stack of tires. Because if mounds of tires don’t say speed racer, I clearly don’t know what does.
