OK, fine. I know the moment I officially became a non-compos mentis member of society. It happened sometime between 9 AM and noon on a Tuesday morning as I looked…
I was crammed into the backseat of my boss’s Uber on our way to a client presentation, doing my best to keep my knees from bumping the ceiling while also…
Last Tuesday I was standing in line at Target with piles of groceries balanced in my cart. Goldfish crackers, too many bottles of dish soap (what are we going through…
Why am I in this position? I blame it all on my inability to choose what to wear each day. Every morning is a struggle. Sweater or blouse? Boots or…
I was lying face-down on my couch Tuesday night around nine o’clock, somewhere into the second glass of a bottle of sauvignon blanc I had planned to “only open if…
Six months ago, I was wearing navy and cream wool items I purchased at Zara, and wondering why that outfit looked more expensive than it was. It was preceded by…
Disclaimer: what I’m about to say will probably sound like the delusional rantings of a madwoman. But just hear me out. As trendy as normcore was a few years ago,…
Disclaimer: The contents of this post may make me sound basic. Let me just start off by saying that I wear the same outfit multiple times a week (at least…
If your bedroom wasn’t a crime scene this October, mine was—but instead of blood spatters, there were clothes. Literally piles and piles of clothes crammed all over my hardwood floors…
Okay so I’ve literally spent years trying to figure out why French girls always look like they stepped out of a Pinterest board while I look like I got dressed…