In fact, for a couple of days, why don't you just come in in jeans. Two days later, I got a call from head office in San Francisco. Women wear skirts and blouses, a suit, scarves, that sort of thing. We considered uniforms that even the airlines wouldn't allow. It's not the way we do things around here, and we haven't done them that way for a hundred years.
Women wearing pants does no harm, and if it makes women more comfortable, so much the better.
We've got men representing the bank who wear the most gawdawful garb, ties wide enough so that they don't have to wear shirts, knit trousers with bellbottoms, and hair that's shoulderlength. Our dress code calls for skirts and blouses or suits. That's the way it is, and that's the way it's going to be. I guess you didn't hear, but all the other managers gave permission right after they saw my memo to staff. Several months later I was transferred to Northern California, having left either a legacy or a trail depending upon who one spoke to.