Aug 23, 2026 Features / Columnists, Peeping Tom

(Kaieteur News) – In the 1970s when I was a young employee of a large, service-oriented private-sector firm in Guyana, I was not yet a confirmed employee and therefore could not wear the prescribed uniform. But I was nevertheless expected to dress in a manner appropriate to the office.

One day I arrived wearing a rust-brown pants suit, an expensive and carefully tailored garment, elegant rather than ostentatious, and designed in such a way that it revealed nothing of the body. The jacket came all the way up to the throat, so no blouse was required. Several of my female colleagues complimented me on it, although I suspected that some of the admiration contained a little envy because the outfit had cost more than most of them could comfortably afford.