Our Favorite Backless Tops Right Now
Six days until a flight and I’m standing in my own bedroom mirror trying to figure out if my bra strap situation is a personal failing or just physics. This…
Six days until a flight and I’m standing in my own bedroom mirror trying to figure out if my bra strap situation is a personal failing or just physics. This…
I sell swimwear, not jeans, but the fitting room is the fitting room no matter what’s on the hanger, and barrel leg jeans have caused more quiet crying in that…
Nine days until I fly to see my sister and I still had eleven dresses shortlisted in a cart, which is not a shortlist, that’s a hostage situation. I’ll admit…
I was standing in my kitchen in a slip dress the color of a bottle of good olive oil, holding a mug of iced tea in one hand and a…
My roommate walked into the kitchen on a Tuesday, looked at me for exactly two seconds, and said, “You’re wearing the vacuum sweater as a dress again, aren’t you.” Which,…
I have worn the same royal blue wrap dress to eleven separate events since March, which sounds like an admission of financial ruin but is actually just what happens when…
I count them every so often, usually right before I try to shove one more onto the hanger and the rod threatens legal action, and last week the number came…
I need to tell you about the time I wore a pleather skirt to my friend’s engagement dinner and left looking like I was moonlighting as a dominatrix flight attendant,…
I counted it up the other week out of pure boredom: seventeen. That’s how many times this year I’ve been asked, mid text message or mid panic in my own…
I own fourteen pairs of tight jeans right now, I counted them on a Tuesday night out of pure procrastination, and I wear exactly four of them on any kind…