Mens Black Jeans: Building Outfits From Tees to Jackets
I ironed my black jeans once. Properly ironed them, crease down the front like school trousers, because I had a second interview for a job I badly wanted and I’d…
I ironed my black jeans once. Properly ironed them, crease down the front like school trousers, because I had a second interview for a job I badly wanted and I’d…
I used to tell clients that brown dress pants were the pickiest thing in a closet. Harder than gray, harder than navy, because the second you introduce a warm neutral…
I wore white shoes with a white dress to my cousin’s wedding in 1997, and I want to be very clear that I do not mean I wore a coordinating…
I was folding laundry on a Tuesday night, the boring kind of Tuesday where you’re watching something you’ve already seen just for the noise of it, and I had a…
I own eleven blue suits. Eleven. I counted them properly last month while doing a closet purge that was supposed to result in fewer suits and instead resulted in me…
The reputation on wide leg jeans in winter is that they’re impractical, full stop. They drag through slush, they need the kind of shoe you can’t wear once the sidewalks…
I was standing in my kitchen in a slip dress the color of a bottle of good olive oil, holding a mug of iced tea in one hand and a…
I counted my shoe rack last week because I was procrastinating on actual work, and out of thirty one pairs, six get worn with dresses on a regular rotation. Six.…
I own fourteen purple dresses. Fourteen. I counted them Sunday night while looking for a specific one and had to sit down on the edge of the bed for a…
I checked my “worn twice this week, don’t wash yet” chair last Tuesday and counted. Four cardigans in five days. Not four different sweaters, four different cardigans, because apparently that’s…