Knee High Boots: Jeans, Skirts, Socks and Everything Else That Works
I counted the other day: fourteen wears in six weeks. That is how often my black knee high boots came off the shelf between the start of October and the…
I counted the other day: fourteen wears in six weeks. That is how often my black knee high boots came off the shelf between the start of October and the…
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 showed up at my place on a Tuesday to drop off a casserole dish she had borrowed months earlier, took one look at what I was wearing, and…
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…
I own six denim jackets. Six. I did not set out to own six of anything, let alone six versions of the same garment in roughly the same shade of…
I bought my first pair of cargo pants in a fit of confidence I had not earned. This was a few years back, olive green, six pockets, a drawstring hem…
Chelsea boots get filed under “safe” pretty quickly. Ask anyone what to wear with them and you’ll get the same three words back: skinny jeans, obviously. As if the boot…
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 own seven leather skirts. Seven. I counted them last week while doing a closet audit that was supposed to be about donating things, and instead turned into a moment…
I bought my first pair of leather pants for a New Year’s Eve party in a city I did not live in, at a shop I have never been able…