The Everyday Jeans Playbook: Footwear, Blazers and Everything Else
I counted the other day: out of the last thirty outfits I have photographed for the site, twenty six of them started with jeans. Not skirts, not trousers, not the…
I counted the other day: out of the last thirty outfits I have photographed for the site, twenty six of them started with jeans. Not skirts, not trousers, not the…
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…
My sister showed up at my place on a Tuesday to drop off a casserole dish she had borrowed months earlier, took one look at what I was wearing, and…
I was on my knees on the kitchen floor last Tuesday with three pins in my mouth and a tape measure looped around my neck like a stethoscope, trying to…
I own nine denim dresses. Nine. I counted them properly last weekend while doing a closet cull that was supposed to result in donations, and instead resulted in me standing…
I was standing at the ironing board at seven in the morning, coffee going cold on the counter, running the tip of the iron along a sleeve that had picked…
I own fourteen pairs of joggers. Fourteen. I counted them properly last Sunday, laid out on the bed like some sort of intervention, and stood there doing the math on…
I counted it out last week, actually sat there like a weirdo and scrolled through six weeks of outfit photos on my phone, and the leather jacket showed up in…
I counted nineteen midi skirts hanging in my closet last spring, actually stopped and counted because my sister asked how many I owned when she saw me shove three more…
I bought my first long denim skirt in a hurry, in a dressing room with terrible lighting, because a friend of mine had one and looked effortlessly put together in…