The Perfect Brown Bardot Top For The Office
My brother Sam thinks a bardot top is basically office-appropriate as long as you own a blazer, and I think that logic is how you end up explaining your shoulders…
My brother Sam thinks a bardot top is basically office-appropriate as long as you own a blazer, and I think that logic is how you end up explaining your shoulders…
I had eleven brown belt bags in a resale folder at one point, screenshotted at various hours of the night like evidence for a case nobody asked me to build.…
Everyone treats brown as the safe biker jacket, the one you buy when black felt like too much of a decision, and I think that’s a lazy way to pick…
I own eleven pairs of brown pants right now. I counted them last week while doing a closet purge that was supposed to result in fewer pants and instead resulted…
I counted them last week, mostly out of guilt, while trying to shove a garment bag into a closet that had clearly given up negotiating with me years ago. Eleven…
I was sitting on the kitchen floor last Sunday night with a can of shoe polish, a horsehair brush, and three pairs of shoes lined up like suspects, trying to…
I counted them twice because the first number seemed impossible. Eight. Eight pairs of brown shoes lined up against the wall of my closet, and that’s not counting the one…
I counted them last winter, out of curiosity more than vanity: nine brown dresses hanging in rotation, plus two more in the give away pile because the fit never quite…
I used to tell clients that brown dress pants were the pickiest thing in a closet. Harder than gray, harder than navy, because the second you introduce a warm neutral…
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…