Whether Women Love Handbags Or Just Accumulate Them
My friend Reagan owns eleven bags and can give you the emotional weather report on every single one, the anniversary crossbody, the one she bought herself the week after a…
My friend Reagan owns eleven bags and can give you the emotional weather report on every single one, the anniversary crossbody, the one she bought herself the week after a…
Six. That’s how many times I have refreshed a resale listing for a bag that costs eighteen dollars retail. Not a Birkin. Not even a designer diffusion line. The New…
“That’s a bold choice for a Tuesday,” she said, looking at my feet like I’d shown up in cleats. I was wearing dark brown derbies with charcoal grey trousers, a…
“Just get a beige sandal, it goes with everything, you’ll never have to think about it again.” That’s what a sales assistant in some outlet mall in Franklin told me…
I bought a cream mule off resale eighteen months ago telling myself it would replace three pairs of office flats at once, and I want to be honest that it…
Refreshed the same search four times in eleven minutes, “hooded puffer, women’s, size small,” like the algorithm was going to reward my patience instead of just showing me the same…
I have a running joke with myself about high waisted skirts, and it goes like this: I refresh the same three resale searches every single time the weather does that…
I spent three years telling anyone who’d listen that green sneakers were a costume, not a shoe, the kind of thing you buy for one photo and then quietly return.…
Everyone in my group chat agrees the green slip dress is having a moment except my sister, who thinks green is a color you wear to a garden party or…
There was a time, maybe three years ago, when I thought a hat on a resale app was basically a scam against your own hairline. Wide brim, structured straw, the…