Why I’m Done with Clean Girl Perfection and You Should Be Too
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…
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…
Hi guys, so I have a story for you about maybe the most shameful thing I’ve worn in recent history. And trust me when I say that I’ve worn some…
Here’s the thing: I’ve spent years trying to understand why French girls always look cool and put-together, while I’ve never been able to replicate their style. OK, let’s be real:…
Consider this your unofficial FIDSTORY fashion designer guarantee: I will now get furious texts from stylist friends when this posts. But y’know what? Newsflash: I’m terrible at keeping secrets that…
There is a photo of my great-grandfather sitting on my mum’s fireplace mantel in Atlanta. It’s from 1985 and he’s standing outside of his church, dressed to the nines. High-waisted…
Hang with me here. I know what you’re thinking because I used to think it too. How can someone who writes about sustainable fashion be advocating regularly wearing the same…
It’s Thursday morning and I’m running to make the lift in my building when the doors open again with my neighbour rushing in behind me. Sarah, who lives on the…
My bedroom floor looked like a homicide scene last October. Instead of bodies silhouetted with chalk, there were piles of clothes strewn about. Literal piles. Mountains. Cliffs. Seven years’ worth…
My mother made one huge mistake last Christmas when she said yes to my request to come stay with her and “just quickly look through some boxes” to find childhood…