Denim Jacket for Women: Pants That Work With It
I own eleven denim jackets. Eleven. I counted them properly last month while doing a closet cull that was supposed to result in bags for donation, and instead resulted in…
I own eleven denim jackets. Eleven. I counted them properly last month while doing a closet cull that was supposed to result in bags for donation, and instead resulted in…
I counted them properly last week, which was a mistake, because now I cannot unknow it. Six pairs. Six pairs of beige chinos live in my closet right now, ranging…
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 wore a white dress to my cousin’s engagement party three years ago and paired it with sheer black tights I’d had folded in a drawer since a funeral the…
I count them every so often, usually right before I try to shove one more onto the hanger and the rod threatens legal action, and last week the number came…
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…
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…
I own five pairs of black linen pants. Five. I counted them Sunday morning while doing the thing where you pull everything out of a drawer to find one specific…
I counted it up the other week out of pure boredom: seventeen. That’s how many times this year I’ve been asked, mid text message or mid panic in my own…
My sister called me on a Tuesday, which she never does, just to tell me she’d seen a photo of me in my black denim jacket standing next to my…