Last month I was scrolling through Instagram when I spotted something that made me do a double-take. There was this fashion editor I follow – you know the type, always…
Last Tuesday I was planted in this ridiculously trendy café in Pioneer Square—you know the type, where a cortado costs more than lunch and the chairs seem designed by someone…
So there I was last Tuesday night, procrastinating on a logo design for a Portland coffee shop by scrolling through fashion week coverage (totally counts as research for my creative…
Okay so last week I was at this industry event (networking, ugh, but free wine so whatever) and this girl comes up to me like “oh my god your blazer…
“Does this scream ‘I’m trying too hard’?” My colleague Sarah was doing a slow turn in my office doorway last Tuesday, modeling what I can only describe as a very…
My first British festival was basically a masterclass in how not to dress for three days in a field. Picture this trainwreck: white linen trousers (I KNOW), a silky camisole…
Picture this: December 15th, 6:30 PM, and I’m standing on the Red Line platform in my Theory blazer and what I thought was a foolproof sequined top from Banana Republic,…
Okay, so last week I’m standing in line at my local coffee shop – you know, the one where a basic latte costs approximately half my hourly wage – when…
So last week I’m standing outside Jackson’s elementary school – my husband had an early meeting so I got drop-off duty – and I swear I counted at least six…
Okay, so I need to confess something that’s been eating at me for weeks. I’ve become one of those people. You know the ones – frantically checking the George at…