Loafers With Jeans Might Be Fighting My Silhouette More Than Helping It
I stood in front of the mirror on a Tuesday, fully dressed for a lunch I did not need to dress up for, and had the specific thought that I…
I stood in front of the mirror on a Tuesday, fully dressed for a lunch I did not need to dress up for, and had the specific thought that I…
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…
“You know that’s not actually doing anything, right?” That’s what my trainer said, mid squat rack, while I was adjusting my underbust corset between sets like it was a normal…
I bought a black dress shirt for my uncle’s funeral three years ago and stood in my bedroom feeling like I’d solved the problem. Black shirt, black pants, done, right?…
My downstairs neighbor Deb saw me twice in one week wearing the exact same navy penny loafers, and both times she said the same thing: “Those look great.” Monday, bare…
I stood in a parking lot in July, ninety-four degrees, holding a pair of black flats I bought specifically for this funeral, and I could feel my feet swelling in…
I said it in a work meeting. Casual, no weight behind it, describing a guy from another department who’d picked out the good caterer for a launch event. “Oh, he’s…
I stood in my closet for eleven minutes on a Tuesday morning deciding what to put on my feet for a funeral, which tells you something about my priorities and…
My sister asked me if a leather skirt was “too much” for a client presentation, and I asked her the only question that actually matters: is it the kind of…
A woman on the RTD light rail, somewhere between the stop by my dentist and the one I actually needed, looked at my black bralette under an open denim shirt…