Clothes That Go With Knee High Boots
I own seven pairs of knee high boots. Seven. I counted them properly for the first time last month, lined up against my closet wall like some kind of leather…
I own seven pairs of knee high boots. Seven. I counted them properly for the first time last month, lined up against my closet wall like some kind of leather…
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 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 was standing in my front hallway at 7:42 on a Tuesday, one shoe on, one shoe in my hand, an Uber already four minutes away and closing, and I…
Okay so I need to tell you about the black jeans I wore to my own cousin’s engagement dinner, because I think about this outfit at least once a week…
I need to tell you about the time I wore a pleather skirt to my friend’s engagement dinner and left looking like I was moonlighting as a dominatrix flight attendant,…
I own seven denim jackets. Seven. I counted them Sunday night while doing laundry, laid them out on the bed like some kind of evidence board, and just stood there…
My boyfriend Theo walked into the kitchen at 6:40 on a Thursday, already late, wearing black jeans, a heather gray tee two sizes too big, and the white sneakers he’s…
My brother walked into the kitchen, stopped, and said, “Is that my jacket.” Not a question. He’d had that biker jacket since 2011, black leather gone soft at the elbows,…
I own eleven leather jackets. Eleven. I counted them properly last month, laid out across the bed like some kind of intervention, and my first reaction wasn’t pride, it was…