Womens Loafers: Socks, Pants and Jeans That Suit Them
Someone in my office, a woman two desks over who wears exclusively black and grey and has never once complimented my clothes, called loafers “the sensible aunt of shoes.” I…
Someone in my office, a woman two desks over who wears exclusively black and grey and has never once complimented my clothes, called loafers “the sensible aunt of shoes.” I…
I counted six times this week, black shirt on the ironing board or coming out of the dryer, and that’s not even a busy week for me. Tuesday it was…
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 eleven satin midi skirts. Eleven. I counted them last Sunday while doing a closet purge that was supposed to result in donations and instead resulted in me lying…
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…
I own four brown blazers. Four. I counted them on a Tuesday in October while looking for a fifth thing to wear to a client lunch, found none of the…
My sister took one look at my feet and said, “Absolutely not,” before I’d even said hello. This was two years ago, standing in her kitchen in a navy dress…
Renata leaned over my cubicle wall on a Tuesday, looked at me for a solid three seconds, and said, “You look like you’re about to fire someone.” I was wearing…
My sister looked at me over her reading glasses when I walked into her kitchen last month wearing a black suit with a shirt the color of a swimming pool…
I own four light gray suits and exactly eleven pairs of dress shoes that could theoretically go with them, and I counted last week because a friend asked me what…