Author: carl

I spent about four years buying black jumpers that were technically black jumpers and technically jumpers, and that’s it, that’s the whole review. Thin, see through under office lighting, sleeves…

I owned four black cami tops before I admitted they were all doing the exact same job, badly. Thin straps that dug in, a hem that rode up if I…

I bought a black satin cami from a fast fashion shop in 2019 that went bobbly after one wash and I wore it anyway, for a full year, under a…

I spent about four years convinced black denim was a trap. Too gothy, too “I’m still figuring out my personality at 34”, too close to something you’d wear to see…

I spent years thinking a black court shoe belonged strictly to interviews and funerals, filed away next to the tights you only wear once a year. Then my colleague Priya…

I spent about four years buying black jackets that were almost right. Slightly too shiny, slightly too cropped, one with a zip that caught my jumper every single time I…

I spent years thinking beige was a colour for people who’d given up. My mother wore a lot of it in the nineties and I decided, somewhere around age eleven,…