Barrel Jeans in Winter: Shoes That Work in Cold Weather
The first time I wore barrel jeans out in actual winter, not just around the apartment where the worst hazard is a rug, I put them with a pair of…
The first time I wore barrel jeans out in actual winter, not just around the apartment where the worst hazard is a rug, I put them with a pair of…
I own eight pairs of wide leg linen pants. Eight. I counted them on a Tuesday afternoon when I was supposed to be pulling looks for a client consultation and…
I own seven corsets. Actually own, not “have tried on and returned,” seven, sitting in my closet right now, and I wore one four times last week alone, which I…
I own eleven leather jackets. Eleven. I counted them properly last month, laid out across the bed like some kind of intervention, and my first reaction wasn’t pride, it was…
I have a spreadsheet. Not a metaphorical one, an actual Google Sheet called “Theo’s Closet” that I started three years ago and have never once let him see, because if…
I own six pairs of shoes that only earn their keep once a light blue dress comes out of the closet, and I counted them twice because the number embarrassed…
I bought gold sandals for a silver dress once, and not cheap ones either, sixty eight dollars at a store that definitely marked them up because the word “wedding” was…
My sister in law walked into Thanksgiving last year, looked at my brown corduroys and my white button up, and said, “Oh, you look like a substitute teacher who’s about…
I have worn my emerald green dress fourteen times since March. I know this because I keep a running note in my phone titled “green dress rewears,” which is a…
I was standing in my closet at 11:40 the night before my cousin’s wedding, one shoe in each hand, holding them up against a green dress that was hanging on…