Womens Loafers: Socks, Pants and Jeans That Suit Them
Someone in my office, a woman two desks over who wears exclusively black and grey and has never once complimented my clothes, called loafers “the sensible aunt of shoes.” I…
Someone in my office, a woman two desks over who wears exclusively black and grey and has never once complimented my clothes, called loafers “the sensible aunt of shoes.” I…
I wore a white dress to my cousin’s engagement party three years ago and paired it with sheer black tights I’d had folded in a drawer since a funeral the…
I own eleven pairs of wide leg jeans right now, which is a genuinely unhinged number for someone who works from a home studio three days a week and only…
I counted six times this week, black shirt on the ironing board or coming out of the dryer, and that’s not even a busy week for me. Tuesday it was…
I was on my knees in a client’s guest bedroom in Dilworth, tape measure in my teeth, going through a stack of jeans she’d pulled from three different stores because…
Okay so I own six pairs of black leather pants right now. SIX. I counted them last week while I was looking for a specific pair for a specific shoot…
I own eleven satin midi skirts. Eleven. I counted them last Sunday while doing a closet purge that was supposed to result in donations and instead resulted in me lying…
I counted my wide leg pants back in October, which is a very specific and slightly alarming thing to do on a Tuesday night, and the number was eleven. Eleven…
I count them every so often, usually right before I try to shove one more onto the hanger and the rod threatens legal action, and last week the number came…
I own six pairs of men’s chelsea boots. Not men’s boots that I wear, actual men’s chelsea boots, size eleven, that live in my apartment because I am apparently the…