The Burgundy Joggers Worth Your Money
I have a running joke on the shop floor about me and burgundy, which is that I own it in a swimsuit, a cover up, and now these joggers, and…
I have a running joke on the shop floor about me and burgundy, which is that I own it in a swimsuit, a cover up, and now these joggers, and…
Okay so beige joggers were supposed to be a one week phase for me and instead they’re the thing I’ve worn nine days out of the last twelve, which I…
Chinos have a reputation problem. Ask anyone under thirty-five what they picture when you say the word “chino” and you will get some version of the same answer: a slightly…
I own eleven pairs of loafers and I wore some version of one on 214 days last year, because I kept a note on my phone for exactly this reason…
Beige pants have a reputation for being the sensible choice, the pants you buy when you have given up on having an opinion about your closet. My mother owned a…
My sister took one look at me walking into her kitchen last July, coffee in hand, wearing a pair of pleated linen pants I’d just picked up from a sample…
I own eleven pairs of brown pants right now. I counted them last week while doing a closet purge that was supposed to result in fewer pants and instead resulted…
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…
I once showed up to a friend’s engagement dinner wearing a lavender shirt with charcoal gray pants and what I can only describe, in hindsight, as a general air of…
I own eleven pairs of red pants. Eleven. I counted them twice, laid out on the bed like some kind of evidence board, because I genuinely did not believe the…