editing my wardrobe

so here's the thing
I spent the greater part of my career so far working with children.
You wear t-shirts and sweat pants when you work with kids.
You can wear your hair in pig tails.
You are encouraged to wear long stripey socks and layered clothing of various textures and materials - dressing is fun - in a silly costumey kinda way.
But now I am preparing myself for more business like attire. If I want to be taken for a communications professional I better have the clothes to back it up.
So I tried.
I mean it, I really tried.
I went shopping on the Sunday following Black Friday - Grey Sunday? and looked for suits.
I even found one - it fit, it looked fine, it was a grey stripey number...
But I could not deal.
It is very hard to see myself in a suit and accept myself in a suit.
I don't think it was the suit's problem - the suit seemed pretty together, no noticeable neuroses.
I think it was me.
So before I get serious about editing my wardrobe, I think I need to edit my brain or my eyes or both in order to accept this new phase of my existence.
I hope one day to be able to say to myself:
"It suits ya."
Ha ha.