It started because I was complaining about what my dad was saying about my clothes during dinner at his house last Christmas. Him: Why are you wearing that potato sack?…
I still remember buying them. I was nineteen years old and buying my first “real” piece of clothing from a tiny boutique in Manchester. Black wide-leg trousers. £85. A huge…
Last spring, I was nursing an iced coffee in my local café near Marylebone. People-watching; as one does; when I overheard a conversation between two twentysomething women sitting at the…
I’ll never forget the moment I realised shirt dresses were life-changing. It was at my friend Emma’s garden party last summer and I’d arrived in what I thought was a…
My Mum always knows how to make everything she wears look expensive. She’s not rich; far from it. We grew up in a rented terrace in Manchester, with Mum working…
Fair warning: I know exactly when I lost all credibility as a sane person. It was around 9AM on this past Tuesday when I was getting dressed for my day…
The irony of writing an article about how ChatGPT would completely change my life if only I let it pick out my outfits each day is that I spend way…
I’ve worked in the fashion industry for fifteen years, and I still love the crestfallen expression people wear when they visit my flat for the first time. “But you’re a…
Okay so I was at dinner party slash tacos and wine at my friend Jess’s place but we’re going with dinner party because it felt fancy enough that we used…
I was in Target last Tuesday. Trying on jeans. As I was standing in one of those awful fluorescent Target changing room mirrors, I looked at myself and thought I…