The Perfect Black Blazer For A Night Out
I don’t sell blazers, I sell swimwear, but there’s a running joke on the shop floor about me buttoning everything all the way up like I’m about to inspect a…
I don’t sell blazers, I sell swimwear, but there’s a running joke on the shop floor about me buttoning everything all the way up like I’m about to inspect a…
There was a proper argument in my office kitchen last month that I’m still not fully recovered from, started because the woman two desks over wore a beige gilet over…
I owe an apology to the woman who spent $340 on a black tie dress in 2011, wore it exactly once to a hospital foundation gala, and then let it…
I’d like to have a word with the woman who bought her first beige slip dress in 1994 thinking it made her look like she’d wandered off the set of…
I have a client who once told me she owned “eleven, maybe twelve” black cardigans, and when I asked her to actually count, it was nineteen. Nineteen. And she wore,…
My brother Sam argued for two years that beige on top reads as “I gave up” and nothing else. I argued back for two years that he’d never actually worn…
I have two black cami tops sitting three inches apart on the same hanger and they could not be more different people. One’s a silk one I found on a…
My mom has this joke about me and black blouses, that I own them the way other people own tote bags, no memory of acquiring any of them, definite memory…
Okay so this whole debate was supposed to get settled at brunch on a Saturday, and instead it got settled by a heat wave, which is honestly how most fashion…
Every black bridesmaid dress I’ve ever put a client in has one thing in common: nobody admits they picked it because it’s the safe choice until about three drinks into…