I Dressed Like My Mom in the 90s for a Week and Everyone Was Obsessed
It started with a rainy Sunday afternoon and a dusty photo album I found while helping my parents clean out their basement. I was home for the weekend, ostensibly to…
It started with a rainy Sunday afternoon and a dusty photo album I found while helping my parents clean out their basement. I was home for the weekend, ostensibly to…
Last Christmas, I made the mistake of asking my mother if I could “just quickly look through” the boxes in her attic for some childhood photos for a personal project.…
“Don’t look yet,” the stylist commanded, adjusting something on the model’s outfit. “I’m doing the ice cube thing.” I was sitting in the corner of a photography studio in Chelsea,…
“What the hell are people wearing?” This text from my friend Emma came with an image she’d snapped on the subway: a twentysomething woman in what appeared to be an…
Okay so there’s this thing happening right now where everyone’s trying to look like they have a PhD in art history and honestly? I’m kind of here for it. Not…
“Jeans and a nice top.” I’ve probably texted those exact words about three hundred times in my life, usually in response to someone asking what I’m wearing to whatever we’re…
Okay, so picture this: I’m backstage at what’s basically fashion week adjacent—you know, one of those shoots where everyone’s wearing all black and looking very serious about hemlines—and I spot…
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…
Look, I’ve been around fashion long enough to know that anything promising to be “life-changing” probably isn’t. Remember those jeans that were supposed to make your butt look like a…
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I’ve always been proud of my zero-makeup gym policy. It started back in college when my roommate would spend twenty minutes applying a full face before our 6 AM Pilates…
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…