Author: carl

I spent years thinking wide leg trousers were the thing you wore to a wedding and black skinny jeans were the thing you wore to work, and swapping one for…

I spent about three years convinced blue wide leg trousers were a “someone else” item. The kind of thing that looked brilliant on a six foot woman with the confidence…

I spent years thinking bralettes were a bit of a con. A pretty triangle of lace with none of the actual job a bra is supposed to do, bought in…

A cream block heel earns its place on holiday because it does something quite specific: it dresses up a look without introducing the wobble, the pinch, or the sinking-into-cobblestones problem…

A gold sandal earns its place in the category through the quality of its shine, not the quantity. The best versions use a metallic leather or a fine metallic leather…

A good grey block heel earns its place by doing something neither black nor nude quite manages: it reads as considered rather than default, while still working with almost everything…

I spent about four years thinking beige was what you wore when you’d given up. My mum’s word for it was “fawn,” which tells you everything, and I avoided it…