When John Lewis Prices Make Me Question My Life Choices (And When They Don’t)
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I’m sitting in my Boston apartment at 7 PM on a Thursday, staring at two blazers hanging on my bedroom door like they’re about to render judgment on my financial…
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The taxi driver caught my eye in his rearview mirror and I could tell he was trying not to laugh. “First time in Newcastle, is it?” he asked, and I…
There’s a chair in my bedroom that’s basically given up its original purpose. You know the one – that piece of furniture that’s become a weird purgatory for clothes that…
So there I was last month, standing in Edinburgh airport watching my suitcase disappear onto the Dublin carousel while I was supposed to be speaking at a sustainable fashion panel…
Okay, so I need to confess something that might sound absolutely ridiculous coming from someone who regularly drops $300 on Theory blazers: I am completely obsessed with charity shops. I…
I was at this fashion editor dinner in London last month – you know, one of those things where everyone’s pretending the tiny portions are actually satisfying while secretly planning…
You know that moment when your weather app shows 19°C and suddenly half of London loses its collective mind? I swear, the first properly warm day here is like watching…
I was standing in this tiny workroom in Hackney last month, watching a woman who had to be in her sixties cutting fabric with scissors that probably cost more than…
I’m pretty sure the first time I tried to do that whole “capsule holiday wardrobe” thing was for a trip to Cornwall when I was like twenty-four. I’d been following…