There’s this moment every October—usually when I’m standing at the bus stop getting absolutely soaked because I thought a denim jacket would cut it for another week—when I finally admit…
Okay so I need to tell you about my complete 180 on pink because honestly? I was one of those people who would literally say “pink just isn’t my color”…
So there I was, standing in our tiny office kitchen making my third cup of coffee at 10 AM when our newest intern walked in wearing what I can only…
Okay so my mom texted me yesterday asking if I knew what a “French tuck” was because apparently some lady at her book club was going on about it, and…
Three weeks ago I’m sitting at this ridiculously overpriced beachfront place in Montauk – you know, the kind where a basic margarita costs what I used to spend on lunch…
When I was maybe fourteen, my mom handed me this ancient copy of some etiquette manual she’d inherited from her aunt. The thing was literally falling apart, held together with…
Last week I was at a client dinner in Back Bay – one of those stuffy places where the wine list costs more than my monthly MetroCard and everyone pretends…
Okay so like, you know how sometimes you have ideas that sound brilliant at 3 AM but then you wake up and realize you’ve basically volunteered to embarrass yourself publicly?…
Okay, so I have this mortifying story from back when I thought I understood fashion. Picture this: me, three years ago, at my cousin’s wedding in Chicago. I’d driven four…
Okay, so I spent last week basically becoming a professional creeper in the name of “research.” I’m talking about posting up outside fancy coffee shops in SoHo, pretending to check…
Listen, I’m not someone who falls for weird fashion trends. My approach to denim is pretty straightforward – give me a pair of vintage Levi’s 501s that I’ve hunted down…
Look, I’ll be honest – for the longest time, I thought linen was just another way for fashion people to overcomplicate summer dressing. The wrinkles alone seemed like they’d send…