Okay, confession time – I’m basically useless on Monday mornings. Like, genuinely terrible human being levels of useless. The weekend high crashes into reality so hard I literally stand in…
Okay, so I need to tell you about this Proenza Schouler dress situation because it’s honestly ridiculous. There’s this midnight blue slip dress hanging in my closet right now –…
White dresses are deceptively difficult. In theory, they’re the simplest thing in the world — clean, fresh, uncomplicated. In practice, they’re often too sheer, too stiff, or cut in ways…
Black dresses are one of those things I assume I’ve already solved. Surely, between years of shopping, overthinking, and the occasional ill-advised impulse buy, I must own enough of them…
There was a point when I thought midi dresses were a compromise. Not as easy as a maxi, not as carefree as a mini. Slightly awkward, slightly earnest, the sort…
Here’s the thing about maxi dresses: every summer (and, increasingly, every not-quite-summer), I convince myself I don’t need another one. I already own plenty, I tell myself. And yet, the…
Look, I’m gonna be honest here – I’ve been buying into some pretty lazy stereotypes about how women over 50 dress, and it’s been bugging me for months. You know…
Every January I go through the same ritual – standing in front of my closet in Seattle’s persistent drizzle, staring at last year’s winter clothes and feeling like a complete…
So I was trudging through Pike Place Market last January, you know how Seattle gets in winter—that bone-deep dampness that makes 40 degrees feel like the Arctic—and I had this…
Okay so last winter I had what my TikTok followers have dubbed “the great boot breakdown of 2023” and honestly? It was long overdue. Picture this: me, standing in my…
Look, this whole thing started because I spilled beet juice on my favorite white tee while making dinner. I know, I know – who wears white while cooking with beets?…
Oh my god, you guys. I need to tell you about the moment I decided I was done with fascinators forever. So I’m at my husband’s coworker’s wedding last summer…