Mom Jeans, Shoes and Tops: Keeping the High Waist Flattering
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 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…
My sister took one look at me walking into her kitchen last New Year’s Eve, sequin pants catching the light from her stove hood, and said, “Okay, but why does…
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…
I counted them last week, mostly out of guilt, while trying to shove a garment bag into a closet that had clearly given up negotiating with me years ago. Eleven…
Burgundy pants have a reputation for being a once-a-season novelty, something you buy in October, wear to one dinner, and then shove to the back of the closet until you…
“Wait, you’re doing black with that?” Dana said, stopping mid step into my hallway, one eyebrow up, gesturing at my feet with her wine glass before we’d even left for…
I counted them last week, which was a mistake, because now I cannot stop thinking about it. Seven pairs of black tie shoes live in my closet, not including two…
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 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 did the math the other night, out of pure curiosity, and then immediately regretted it. Eleven. I own eleven burgundy dresses. Not maroon, not oxblood, not that murky wine…