Hey, you. I see you. I know you. I am you. You’re the pale girl on the beach. No, don’t get embarrassed! It’s ok! I would tell you not to be so paranoid, but we’re on the beaches of New... Continue Reading →
Dear Claire, Damn, girl. Dan and I were just walking through the park, on our way to boozy brunch, and I saw you. You were in a playground, pushing your kid on a swing, and you looked so happy and... Continue Reading →
To the layperson, there is seemingly no rhyme or reason to what makes a good runway model. Hey, that stupid girl over there is tall and skinny and has a nice face and learned to walk at some point in... Continue Reading →
…In that they are really, really, really watered down pants that shouldn’t even be called pants, but everyone (whether proudly or shhh, in secret) enjoys them at least a little. I went to a LuLaRoe party the other week, and... Continue Reading →
Do you remember when Ugly Christmas Sweater parties first hit the scene? And we were all cracking up? And you had to call your mom and ask for your grandmother’s old holiday sweaters to wear? And everyone was so freaking proud... Continue Reading →
I popped into my local mall this past weekend, for a quick five hour jaunt to look for new shoes. What kind of shoes, you ask? Well, I don’t KNOW what kind of shoes, that’s why I have to LOOK,... Continue Reading →
This might (and by ‘might’ I mean, ‘definitely will’) make me sound like an asshole, but I love cashmere. It’s so soft and it looks so luxe and you can wear it with jeans and look more après ski than... Continue Reading →
Step One – Take your clothes off and look at yourself in the mirror. Do you look like Taylor Swift if she stopped trying to feature every celebrity friend she has in her music videos and really concentrated on her... Continue Reading →
Hey, you. I know you. You used to read Vogue. You used to refresh your wardrobe at least quarterly. You used to get inspired by street style. But now? Now you read Sandra Boynton board books, and refreshing your wardrobe... Continue Reading →
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