Black Denim Jacket: Jeans, Pants and Shirts That Work
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…
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…
Okay so I need to tell you about the pair of wide leg jeans that almost got me stuck on an escalator at the Domain in Austin, because I think…
Velvet pants have a reputation problem, and for years I was actively contributing to it. The general consensus, at least among the women in my office, is that velvet pants…
Seventeen. That’s the count, and I did it twice because I didn’t believe myself the first time. Seventeen pairs of sneakers lined up along my hallway in Chicago, in an…
I counted once, out of boredom, during a slow Tuesday on the sales floor. Seventeen wears since January, tracked by the scuff pattern on the outside edge of my brown…
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 own eleven pairs of brown leggings. I counted this morning while procrastinating a phone call I didn’t want to make, and eleven felt like a number I should be…
I bought a pair of gray dress pants in 2011 specifically because the saleswoman told me gray was “the new black,” and I nodded like this was groundbreaking information rather…
I wore a beige bra under a white ribbed tank top for an entire summer before anyone told me it looked like I had two throw pillows stapled to my…
I bought my first pair of pale blue jeans on a whim, on my lunch break, under the worst fitting room lighting known to man, and walked out convinced I’d…