White Jeans Without the Stress: Tops, Shoes and What Goes Underneath
My mother took one look at me walking into her kitchen in white jeans and a black top and said, “You’re going to spill coffee on those before you get…
My mother took one look at me walking into her kitchen in white jeans and a black top and said, “You’re going to spill coffee on those before you get…
My sister showed up at my place on a Tuesday to drop off a casserole dish she had borrowed months earlier, took one look at what I was wearing, and…
For years I owned exactly one pair of black leather oxfords and I wore them with everything, including, on one memorably bad night, a pair of mid wash blue jeans…
My friend Dana walked into my kitchen last spring, took one look at my outfit, and said, “Okay, but why does that gray look so much better than your other…
I own six denim shirts. Not because I set out to collect them, but because every time I think I have the right one, some detail is slightly off, the…
I counted it out last week, actually sat there like a weirdo and scrolled through six weeks of outfit photos on my phone, and the leather jacket showed up in…
I bought my first pair of wide leg jeans standing in a fitting room that smelled like new denim and desperation, on a lunch break, with exactly eleven minutes before…
I own six denim jackets. Six. I did not set out to own six of anything, let alone six versions of the same garment in roughly the same shade of…
I spent years avoiding mom jeans because everyone told me the same thing: they are shapeless, unflattering, the denim equivalent of giving up. The name itself does the marketing for…
I wore a jean dress to my cousin’s wedding rehearsal dinner with cork wedge sandals and white ankle socks because I had seen a photo of some French actress doing…