The Perfect Denim Shirt For Layering This Season
I had an argument with myself about denim shirts that lasted the better part of October, and it got resolved not by either side backing down but by Denver dropping…
I had an argument with myself about denim shirts that lasted the better part of October, and it got resolved not by either side backing down but by Denver dropping…
I have a running joke with myself about corset tops, which is that I buy one every single spring convinced I have finally solved the underwear question, and every single…
Everyone treats a cream polo the exact same way, which is to say badly, tucked in fully like it’s reporting for country club duty, buttoned to the top, looking like…
I spent most of the 2000s telling anyone who’d listen that cream was a color for people who didn’t eat food in public, and I want to formally concede that…
I spent most of the 2000s convinced chocolate brown was a color for other people, women with better hair and more patience for dry cleaning, and I want to formally…
I’d like to have a word with the woman who bought a burgundy tote in 1994 because a magazine called it “the season’s answer to black,” and then discovered the…
I would like a word with the woman who spent 2004 convinced that brown was a color for shoes and briefcases, nothing above the ankle, certainly nothing you’d wear to…
I bought my first burgundy dress in 1994 convinced it would become what I now think people mean when they say a “signature piece,” which is a phrase nobody used…
I would like a word with the woman who spent most of 1996 convinced burgundy was a “safe neutral,” because I have since owned six burgundy cardigans and can report…
I had a whole argument with myself last week about whether brown is a neutral or a decision, and then it snowed four inches on a Tuesday in April and…