Let me tell you about the Tuesday I almost threw my phone out my 15th-floor office window while trying to recreate what looked like the world’s most effortless business casual…
There’s this photo on my mom’s mantelpiece back in Atlanta – my great-grandfather in 1985, standing outside his church in his Sunday best. High-waisted pleated pants, suspenders, a cardigan buttoned…
Last Thursday morning, I’m rushing to catch the elevator in my building when my neighbor slides in right before the doors close. This is Sarah from the fourth floor –…
So there I was, squeezed into the back of an Uber with my boss heading to a client meeting, trying not to let my knees hit the ceiling because apparently…
The first British wedding I attended as an adult nearly ended my social life before it properly began. I was twenty-five, had just moved to Boston for work, and got…
Last month I spent forty-five minutes trying to decide between three nearly identical black cover-ups for my long weekend in Miami. Three cover-ups. For four days. While my suitcase sat…
I have this photo from a music festival in the Cotswolds last summer that perfectly sums up why I’m probably the wrong person to give festival fashion advice, yet here…
Let me be completely honest with you – I shop at Primark more than someone with my salary probably should. There, I said it. When you’re trying to maintain a…
Look, I’m going to be completely honest with you – the first time I hit Portobello Market, I basically did everything wrong and walked away feeling like I’d been personally…
I’m going to be completely honest with you – I used to think I was above retail sales. When I first moved to Boston for work, I was all about…
Last week I was supposed to be reviewing quarterly reports, but instead found myself staring out my office window at Downtown Crossing, watching people navigate the chaos of construction and…
I was standing outside my hotel in Bloomsbury at 7 AM, clutching my phone like a lifeline and wearing what I thought was the perfect London outfit – a brand…