Denim Shirt: Bottoms and Jackets That Work
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 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…
My sister in law took one look at me heading out the door in a maroon wrap dress and black block heels and said, “Wait, is that a Tuesday outfit…
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…
My sister took one look at me walking into her kitchen last Thanksgiving, wearing charcoal gray chinos with a rust colored flannel and white sneakers, and said, “Okay, when did…
I bought my first real navy suit for a cousin’s engagement party eight years ago, and I paired it with a dress shirt that I was convinced was white. It…
I was standing in front of the closet at six forty in the morning, one sock on, coffee going cold on the dresser, holding two shirts up against a navy…
I own eleven blue suits. Eleven. I counted them properly last month while doing a closet purge that was supposed to result in fewer suits and instead resulted in me…
I own fourteen black dresses. I counted them properly last week, laid them across the bed like some sort of very somber card trick, and the number should have alarmed…
I want to tell you about the time I wore olive green pants and a red top to a Tuesday morning staff meeting because I genuinely thought I was being…
I own a charcoal gray suit that I bought for my cousin’s wedding eight years ago, and for the first two years I wore it exactly once, to that wedding,…