Wide Leg Joggers: Tops, Jackets and Shoes That Keep Them Polished
I was folding laundry on a Sunday afternoon, the kind where the pile has gotten embarrassing and you promise yourself you will never let it get that tall again, when…
I was folding laundry on a Sunday afternoon, the kind where the pile has gotten embarrassing and you promise yourself you will never let it get that tall again, when…
I own eleven denim jackets. Eleven. I counted them properly last month while doing a closet cull that was supposed to result in bags for donation, and instead resulted in…
I was standing in front of the dryer at close to eleven at night, pulling out a load of jeans while they were still a little damp, because I have…
I own four pairs of blue chinos in three different shades, and if I’m honest about it, they get worn something like three times a week on average, more in…
I counted them properly last week, which was a mistake, because now I cannot unknow it. Six pairs. Six pairs of beige chinos live in my closet right now, ranging…
Ankle boots have a reputation for being the safe choice, the boot you buy when you cannot decide on anything else, the middle child of footwear that gets worn constantly…
I was standing in the hallway with one shoe on and one shoe in my hand, running eleven minutes later than I should have been for a meeting I didn’t…
I own six pairs of navy chinos right now. Six. I counted them properly, laid out on the bed like some sort of inventory audit, because I had a genuine…
Someone in my office, a woman two desks over who wears exclusively black and grey and has never once complimented my clothes, called loafers “the sensible aunt of shoes.” I…
I counted six times this week, black shirt on the ironing board or coming out of the dryer, and that’s not even a busy week for me. Tuesday it was…