I have genuinely spent more time thinking about stick on bras than I’ve spent thinking about my own retirement savings, which tells you something either about the bra industry’s marketing…
The pins were already in my jacket sleeve when Dominic, my tailor for the last three years, took one look at the loops on my new suit trousers and asked…
There was a woman standing in front of me at a coffee shop last week wearing a white cotton dress, arms up, reaching for the oat milk on the top…
My phone buzzed four times in about ninety seconds. My friend group chat, the one that exists mostly to argue about nothing, had landed on puffer jackets because someone had…
I’m standing in a fitting room with a $128 cardigan half buttoned, my phone in my other hand because I’d just typed “who is the cardigan named after” into Google…
I found out my sister has slept in a bra every single night since 2009 during a completely unrelated conversation about a broken washing machine. She said it like she…
A woman in line at CVS looked at the bag hanging off my shoulder, the giant tote I’d stuffed with a laptop, a paperback I wasn’t reading, and approximately nine…
People get weirdly heated about the therapist cardigan. I’ve seen it argued about in a group chat for forty five minutes, real venom, someone’s aunt is apparently a therapist and…
Everyone repeats the same line about the Queen’s handbag like it’s gospel: she carried it so she could signal secret messages to her staff, switching hands and arm positions to…
My upstairs neighbor Dave owns a leather jacket he bought in 2019 and has worn approximately four times because he’s convinced it makes him look like he’s compensating for something.…