The Everyday Jeans Playbook: Footwear, Blazers and Everything Else
I counted the other day: out of the last thirty outfits I have photographed for the site, twenty six of them started with jeans. Not skirts, not trousers, not the…
I counted the other day: out of the last thirty outfits I have photographed for the site, twenty six of them started with jeans. Not skirts, not trousers, not the…
Chinos have a reputation problem. Ask most people what they picture when you say the word and you get some version of the same image: khaki pants, slightly too roomy…
My brother in law Rob caught me halfway across his living room at Thanksgiving two years ago, glanced down at my feet, and said, “Are those brown with a navy…
I was standing at the ironing board at seven in the morning, coffee going cold on the counter, running the tip of the iron along a sleeve that had picked…
I own six denim shirts. Not because I set out to collect them, but because every time I think I have the right one, some detail is slightly off, the…
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 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…