I’ve never been overly concerned with traditionally feminine styles—the florals, ruffles, draping textiles. My style tends toward utilitarian menswear-inspired shapes, minimal silhouettes, crisp tailoring. Boho maxi dresses are the one…
Cream chunky loafers were not something I ever thought I needed until I spotted a pair in that exact shade at a vintage shop in York last April. The woman…
There’s a Wednesday morning recurring thought I can’t quite shake. Standing in front of my closet at seven- thirty trying to figure out how to look put-together but not wanting…
Ever seen someone who looks undeniably amazing wearing what appears to be whatever they just grabbed from their closet? That vaguely-washed cool girl vibe? I used to think that was…
You know how people get cold feet about buying satin slip dresses? Never been sure why. Satin shines just right, they skim in all the flattering places, and they solve…
Have you ever had one of those moments where you look down at yourself and realize that you’ve somehow become human wallpaper? It happened to me last Tuesday. I was…
Last Tuesday I was waiting in line at Blue Bottle coffee. (Okay fine, don’t laugh – their coffee is actually good.) I was wearing, what I thought was appropriately, little.…
Cream trousers always felt aspirational to me. Magazine spreads, sure. But never anything I’d realistically own. It wasn’t until I moved to Devon that I realised I’d been approaching them…
I once believed that white trainers were a thing for people with nothing better to do than worry about scuff marks. You know the type: people who don’t walk ten…
Half of last January was spent with wet feet because I refused to accept that my pair of “waterproof” ankle boots weren’t cut out for Edinburgh slush. Spoiler alert: they’re…