Baggy Jeans, Balanced: Tops and Shoes That Keep the Look Sharp
I own eleven pairs of baggy jeans. Eleven. I counted them properly last weekend while doing laundry, laying them out across the bed like some kind of denim crime scene,…
I own eleven pairs of baggy jeans. Eleven. I counted them properly last weekend while doing laundry, laying them out across the bed like some kind of denim crime scene,…
My sister took one look at me walking into her kitchen last Thanksgiving, wearing the same black jeans I’d worn to her house every single visit for two years, and…
My sister Nadia texted me a photo of herself in a pair of barrel jeans with the caption “tell me the truth, do these make me look like I’m wearing…
My mother took one look at me walking into her kitchen in white jeans and a black top and said, “You’re going to spill coffee on those before you get…
For years I owned exactly one pair of black leather oxfords and I wore them with everything, including, on one memorably bad night, a pair of mid wash blue jeans…
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…
The first time I wore a satin skirt out in public, I sat down at a restaurant booth and slid straight off the seat like I’d been greased for a…
I counted them properly last week, standing in front of the closet with a glass of wine and entirely too much time on my hands, and the number was eleven.…
My friend Marisol walked into my kitchen last spring, looked at my jeans for a solid three seconds, and said, “Wait, are those flared? I didn’t know we were doing…
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…