Blue Chinos: Shoes, Blazers, Jackets and Shirts That Suit Them
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 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…
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 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 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…
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…
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 roommate walked into the kitchen, looked at me for a full three seconds, and said, “okay, who died.” I was wearing a black velvet blazer over jeans and a…
I used to think the navy blazer was the blazer equivalent of oatmeal. Perfectly fine, technically correct, the thing you wear when you don’t want to be noticed. For about…
I counted my blazers this morning, actually got up and counted, because a client asked me last week how many I owned and I genuinely didn’t know. Eleven. Eleven blazers…