Blazer Layering: What Goes Under It, Over It and With It
I own eleven blazers. I want to lead with that number because it explains both my authority and my humiliation, because for at least four of those eleven years I…
I own eleven blazers. I want to lead with that number because it explains both my authority and my humiliation, because for at least four of those eleven years I…
My sister Mara texted me a single line the morning I wore my gray pleated midi to her kid’s school recital: “Since when do you dress like you have a…
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 own seven pairs of knee high boots. Seven. I counted them properly for the first time last month, lined up against my closet wall like some kind of leather…
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 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 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…
Okay so I own six pairs of black leather pants right now. SIX. I counted them last week while I was looking for a specific pair for a specific shoot…
I own six pairs of men’s chelsea boots. Not men’s boots that I wear, actual men’s chelsea boots, size eleven, that live in my apartment because I am apparently the…
Brown sneakers have a reputation for being the shoe you buy when you’ve given up. The safe choice. The “I don’t want to think about this anymore” purchase that sits…