I Let AI Pick My Outfits for 30 Days and My Life Got Complicated
So this whole mess started because I can’t make basic decisions about what to wear. I’m standing in my closet every morning like I’m solving some kind of mathematical equation,…
So this whole mess started because I can’t make basic decisions about what to wear. I’m standing in my closet every morning like I’m solving some kind of mathematical equation,…
I was sprawled on my couch last Tuesday night, probably three glasses deep into a bottle of sauvignon blanc I’d opened “just for one glass with dinner,” half-watching some red…
Okay, so I need to confess something that’s been eating at me for months now, and it’s probably going to make me sound like a complete hypocrite given everything I’ve…
I was having one of those complete wardrobe meltdowns in a Zara fitting room about six months ago – you know the kind where you’ve grabbed half the store because…
Okay, I need to confess something that might sound completely unhinged but hear me out. While everyone my age is obsessing over that clean girl aesthetic or doing the whole…
You know that moment when you see someone who looks absolutely perfect in the most casual, thrown-together way? Like they just rolled out of bed and happened to look amazing?…
You know that moment when you realize you’ve become the human equivalent of beige wallpaper? That hit me on a Tuesday morning at 7:28 AM, standing in my underwear staring…
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 –…
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…