Faux Leather Jackets Get A Bad Reputation Im Not Sure They Deserve
My sister came to visit last spring, saw a faux leather jacket hanging on the back of my closet door, and said, “Oh, is that the real one or the…
My sister came to visit last spring, saw a faux leather jacket hanging on the back of my closet door, and said, “Oh, is that the real one or the…
My sister called me on a Tuesday, which is not a day she calls, to ask a single question. Brown or black, for a leather jacket, and she needed the…
I bought a $34 underbust corset off a resale app because the listing said “worn twice, too small,” and the seller was telling the truth on both counts. Too small…
Someone at the shop told me point blank that I’d regret it, said her sister wore one to a wedding and spent the entire reception “breathing like a woman in…
I bought a corset off a resale app eleven months ago, a real one, boned with steel not plastic, laced up the back, and it sat in my closet for…
Fifteen minutes on a bus stop bench, no cover, jacket soaked through at the shoulders, and I spent the entire ride home mentally drafting how I’d explain to my dad…
I bought a leather jacket in February, a stiff black moto thing with a collar that stood up like it had personal opinions about my neck, and the guy at…
I bought the jacket at 11:47 p.m. on a Tuesday, which according to my own extremely unscientific theory is the exact window when the good vintage listings drop on resale…
Refreshed the listing at 11:47pm on a Tuesday because that’s supposedly the dead zone, the hour right before someone in the UK wakes up and starts hunting the same size…
My group chat has forty three messages in it from a single Tuesday night, all sparked by one photo. A friend posted herself in bed wearing a lace up underbust…