Burgundy Dress Footwear: Heels, Boots and Flats
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…
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…
The word on chinos has been settled for so long that nobody even argues about it anymore. They are the pants of guys who stopped trying. The default when jeans…
I wore light blue jeans to a rehearsal dinner once, paired with a chambray shirt I genuinely believed was “a different enough shade” to pass as intentional. It was not.…
The first time I wore white linen pants in public, I found out about it the way you find out about most fashion mistakes: through photographic evidence. It was a…
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 counted my cardigans last month during a closet cull that was supposed to be ruthless and ended up being mostly nostalgic. Fourteen. Fourteen cardigans, and I wore something from…
I bought my first jean jacket at nineteen, paired it with jeans that were maybe half a shade off from the jacket, and wore the whole outfit to a barbecue…
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 was sitting on the kitchen floor last Sunday night with a can of shoe polish, a horsehair brush, and three pairs of shoes lined up like suspects, trying to…