First things first: I hate dressing for events. When I first moved to Portland and started being invited to workplace events with specific dress codes, it felt like great fun—…
Last week I learned an extremely valuable lesson about my closet during one of those mortifying experiences where you realise you look WAY worse than you thought you did. I…
Last March, I was backstage at the Miu Miu spring show, trying not to trip over legs or very expensive shoes as I acted extremely casual around very expensive dresses.…
Last month I was waiting in line at Whole Foods Capitol Hill and found myself experiencing a distinctly uncomfortable moment of clarity. There were three women ahead of me dressed…
I’ll never forget the day I realised I’d been doing it all wrong. It was an average Wednesday evening sometime towards the end of last year and rather than heading…
Last Tuesday morning I found myself; fashionably late for a client meeting; closet standing over a pile of clean laundry I’d been avoiding folding for three days. It was one…
Okay, before you write me off as the lamest millennial in existence (oh hey universe, I see you), let me just say that I’ve become absolutely OBSESSED with fashion/wardrobes on…
My Mum always knows how to make everything she wears look expensive. She’s not rich; far from it. We grew up in a rented terrace in Manchester, with Mum working…
I’ve worked in the fashion industry for fifteen years, and I still love the crestfallen expression people wear when they visit my flat for the first time. “But you’re a…
I was in Target last Tuesday. Trying on jeans. As I was standing in one of those awful fluorescent Target changing room mirrors, I looked at myself and thought I…