My Sandals Dug In For The First Few Wears Before They Finally Gave
There’s a particular walk I do for the first three days with a new pair of leather sandals, and my sister calls it “the wince shuffle.” Shoulders slightly up, weight…
There’s a particular walk I do for the first three days with a new pair of leather sandals, and my sister calls it “the wince shuffle.” Shoulders slightly up, weight…
I spent a solid fifteen years telling anyone who’d listen that linen doesn’t shrink, not really, that the whole thing was overblown fabric folklore passed down from people who’d washed…
My manager, who has never once complimented anything I wear, looked at my board shorts on a Friday dress down day, the one time a year our floor pretends casual…
My brother texted me a photo of an invite that said “smart casual” and just wrote “what does this mean.” I sent back three paragraphs and none of them were…
I laid the maxi dress out on my bed at 7:40am, next to a blazer, and stood there having a full argument with myself about yardage. That’s the actual word…
I stood in a parking lot in July, ninety-four degrees, holding a pair of black flats I bought specifically for this funeral, and I could feel my feet swelling in…
I stood in my closet for eleven minutes on a Tuesday morning deciding what to put on my feet for a funeral, which tells you something about my priorities and…
My nephew told me, with the specific confidence of someone who has never once experienced a fanny pack in its natural nineteen nineties habitat, that the crossbody bag is “a…
“You look like you’re about to catch a flight you’re already late for.” That was Renata, a coworker who sits two desks down from me and apparently spends her lunch…
“It just looks like a bedsheet with a purpose,” is a direct quote from a guy I dated for four months in 2019, delivered with the flat confidence of someone…