Hand Picked, The Coral Tiered Dresses Worth Shopping
Six days until the trip and I’m standing in the shop trying to explain to a coworker why a coral tiered dress is either the best thing you’ll pack or…
Six days until the trip and I’m standing in the shop trying to explain to a coworker why a coral tiered dress is either the best thing you’ll pack or…
Okay so this isn’t a swimsuit, I know, I sell swimwear for a living, but a date night dress is basically the same crisis with different lighting. Someone comes in…
Okay, cream sweaters. I sell swimsuits for a living, which means my whole year is organized around what survives salt water, so it feels a little absurd that I’m the…
Chinos are not swimwear, which means I have zero business writing about them, except I sell clothes for a living and I’ve stood on that shop floor watching men buy…
Four days until my sister’s wedding shower and I’m standing in my own closet, not a fitting room for once, staring at the checked shirt I bought in April and…
I spent about three years telling anyone who’d listen that burgundy sequins were a trap, gorgeous on the hanger, a genuine crime scene by the end of the night, sequins…
I have a running joke on the shop floor about me and burgundy, which is that I own it in a swimsuit, a cover up, and now these joggers, and…
I sell swimsuits for a living, not blazers, which means the only reason I own three burgundy blazers is that I stood next to a rack of them at a…
Six days until I leave for a wedding in Savannah and I still haven’t decided if the brown tiered dress in my cart counts as “neutral enough to not think…
Six days until my sister’s wedding trip and I’m standing in my own store, on my break, holding a brown shirt top that has nothing to do with swimwear, because…