Black Shirt: Which Pants Go With It
I counted six times this week, black shirt on the ironing board or coming out of the dryer, and that’s not even a busy week for me. Tuesday it was…
I counted six times this week, black shirt on the ironing board or coming out of the dryer, and that’s not even a busy week for me. Tuesday it was…
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…
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…
I own five pairs of black linen pants. Five. I counted them Sunday morning while doing the thing where you pull everything out of a drawer to find one specific…
I counted it up the other week out of pure boredom: seventeen. That’s how many times this year I’ve been asked, mid text message or mid panic in my own…
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 bought a pair of gray dress pants in 2011 specifically because the saleswoman told me gray was “the new black,” and I nodded like this was groundbreaking information rather…
My sister called me on a Tuesday, which she never does, just to tell me she’d seen a photo of me in my black denim jacket standing next to my…
I did an actual count last week, standing in front of my closet with my coffee going cold, and the number was fourteen. Fourteen peplum tops. Not blouses that happen…
I own seven pairs of beige linen pants right now, and I only actually worked out that number this week, because I keep them all folded on the same shelf…