Womens Navy Blazer: Looks Worth Trying
I used to think the navy blazer was the blazer equivalent of oatmeal. Perfectly fine, technically correct, the thing you wear when you don’t want to be noticed. For about…
I used to think the navy blazer was the blazer equivalent of oatmeal. Perfectly fine, technically correct, the thing you wear when you don’t want to be noticed. For about…
I counted my blazers this morning, actually got up and counted, because a client asked me last week how many I owned and I genuinely didn’t know. Eleven. Eleven blazers…
My sister called me on a Tuesday, which she never does, just to tell me she’d seen a photo of me in my black denim jacket standing next to my…
I was sitting on my bedroom floor at like eleven at night surrounded by every piece of clothing I own because I was supposed to be filming a “closet cleanout”…
I own eight pairs of wide leg linen pants. Eight. I counted them on a Tuesday afternoon when I was supposed to be pulling looks for a client consultation and…
I’ve been told, more than once, that a black shirt is a “put it with anything, it doesn’t matter” garment, the fashion equivalent of a blank wall. My brother in…
I bought a pair of black pants specifically to wear with a black shirt for a job interview, and I want you to understand that I thought this was a…
I was doing my Sunday inventory, the thing where I lay everything from Monday’s meetings across the bed and try to figure out if I actually need to do laundry…
Gray pants have a reputation for being the safe choice, the pants you grab when you don’t want to think, the beige of pants but slightly less committed to being…
I counted my slacks drawer last week for reasons that had nothing to do with this article and everything to do with avoiding actual work, and the number was fourteen.…