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One of the many perks of working at an alternative newspaper is that you get to dress any way you want, within reason. In my case, reason has included leather pants, petticoated party dresses, prim little twinsets, and don’t-fuck-with-me business suits. So when I read that this spring’s fashions are to include sheer fabrics, revealing cuts, and “exposed breasts, thighs, and backs,” I was just as happy as I was about the ladylike ’50s ensembles that alternated with them on the runways. Of course, Elaina Richardson, editor in chief of Elle and a gal whose business is to “delineat[e] questions of identity facing women at the dawn of the new millennium,” might tell me I’d be shooting myself in the foot to wear such things in the office. Unless they helped me radiate confidence, power, and authority. Maybe I’ll ask her when she speaks at 7:30 p.m. at the Corcoran Museum of Art, 500 17th St. NW. $16. For reservations call (202) 639-1770. (Caroline Schweiter)