Mom Jeans, Shoes and Tops: Keeping the High Waist Flattering
I spent years avoiding mom jeans because everyone told me the same thing: they are shapeless, unflattering, the denim equivalent of giving up. The name itself does the marketing for…
I spent years avoiding mom jeans because everyone told me the same thing: they are shapeless, unflattering, the denim equivalent of giving up. The name itself does the marketing for…
My sister in law took one look at me heading out the door in a maroon wrap dress and black block heels and said, “Wait, is that a Tuesday outfit…
I did the math the other night, out of pure curiosity, and then immediately regretted it. Eleven. I own eleven burgundy dresses. Not maroon, not oxblood, not that murky wine…
The first time I wore a mini skirt as an actual adult, not a teenager sneaking around a dress code, I paired it with sheer black tights, ankle boots with…
I bought my first pair of wide leg jeans standing in a fitting room that smelled like new denim and desperation, on a lunch break, with exactly eleven minutes before…
I was standing in front of the closet at seven in the morning, coffee already going lukewarm on the dresser, doing the thing I do most days, which is stare…
I counted the other day, out of pure boredom during a long commute, and it turns out eleven of the last thirty days I wore a midi dress. Not because…
The reputation mini dresses carry is that they belong to a decade of your life and then you graduate out of them, quietly, the way you graduate out of standing…
I own exactly one black satin skirt, a midi with a bias cut that hits just below the knee, and I have worn it, by my own rough count going…
There was a wedding in September, three years ago now, and I wore a pale green midi dress with a pair of strappy gold heels I had bought two days…