Hand Picked, The Cream Polka Dot Dresses Worth Shopping
I bought my first cream polka dot dress convinced I’d wear it every single week. That was three years ago. I have worn it, by my own honest count, eleven…
The Best Cream Printed Dresses For Date Night
Okay so this isn’t a swimsuit, I know, I sell swimwear for a living, but a date night dress is basically the same crisis with different lighting. Someone comes in…
The Cream Puff Sleeve Dresses We Keep Coming Back To
I bought my third cream puff sleeve dress in fourteen months last week, which means the ledger now has a whole subsection just for this one silhouette, and I’m not…
Claire’s Pick of the Best Cotton Skirts
I own eleven cotton skirts. I counted them Sunday night while procrastinating on actual work, laid them all out on the bed like some kind of intervention, and texted a…
Shop the Chocolate Brown Midi Dresses We’d Actually Wear
My sister in law visited last month, took one look at me in the chocolate brown midi I’d bought for a wedding shower, and said “that’s such a sad color…
The Checked Skirts We Keep Coming Back To
Okay so my complaint, and nobody in my life has ever once pushed back on this, they just nod and let me keep talking, is that everyone treats the checked…
Shop the Chiffon Blouses We’d Actually Wear
I called chiffon blouses a scam for exactly four years. My argument was simple: you buy the pretty one online, it shows up, you wear it once to something important,…
Claire’s Pick of the Best Checked Shirts
Four days until my sister’s wedding shower and I’m standing in my own closet, not a fitting room for once, staring at the checked shirt I bought in April and…
The Perfect Burgundy Satin Dress For Weekend Brunch
Everyone I know treats a burgundy satin dress like it’s an event dress, something you unzip a garment bag for twice a year and then apologize to for taking up…
The Burgundy Blouses We Keep Coming Back To
I have four burgundy blouses in rotation right now, which is not a normal number of one specific colored blouse for a person to own, and I’ve stopped defending it…