Someone Had Opinions About My Bralette On The Train And I Havent Stopped Thinking About It
A woman on the RTD light rail, somewhere between the stop by my dentist and the one I actually needed, looked at my black bralette under an open denim shirt…
A woman on the RTD light rail, somewhere between the stop by my dentist and the one I actually needed, looked at my black bralette under an open denim shirt…
I wore my brother Sam’s old blazer to a client dinner in March, sat down at the table, and felt it pull weird across the back like the fabric was…
My phone buzzed four times in about ninety seconds. My friend group chat, the one that exists mostly to argue about nothing, had landed on puffer jackets because someone had…
Someone on a menswear forum once told me, with total confidence, that Burberry personally designed the trench coat for officers in the trenches of World War I, sketched it himself,…
Four days before a work trip to Chicago and I’m standing in my bedroom trying to figure out why my new trench coat looks like it’s wearing a fanny pack.…
The moment always arrives at the coat rack, not before. You’re standing in the front hallway at 8:10, client call at 9, dinner with people from business school at 7,…
My aunt Denise brought this up over Thanksgiving stuffing, completely unprompted, the way she does with most opinions she’s held since 1987. Back in her day, she said, girls wore…
You know what I think it says? I think it says whatever the person looking at it needs it to say so they can feel superior for four seconds on…
It is 7:10 on the first properly cold morning of the year, the kind where your breath shows on the walk to the car, and you are standing in front…
For years I told anyone who’d listen that “do guys like knee high boots” was a fake question, invented by shopping blogs trying to sell boots, because men are basically…