That Time I Bought a Barbour and Looked Like I Was Lost on My Way to Shoot Pheasants
The first time I wore a Barbour jacket, I basically looked like I was playing dress-up as someone with a trust fund and a weekend place in the Cotswolds. Not…
The first time I wore a Barbour jacket, I basically looked like I was playing dress-up as someone with a trust fund and a weekend place in the Cotswolds. Not…
The invitation literally sat on my kitchen counter in Boston for a week. Not three days like a normal person would hesitate – a full seven days of me walking…
Okay, I need to come clean about something that’s honestly kind of embarrassing for someone who supposedly writes about budget fashion – I am completely obsessed with that whole Cotswolds…
Okay, so picture this: last summer I somehow ended up at this ridiculously English garden party in Oxfordshire that was like… if someone asked AI to generate “quintessentially British upper…
Okay, so here’s something I haven’t admitted to anyone except my therapist and maybe my mom during one of those late-night phone calls where we both pretend we’re not stress-eating:…
Last weekend I dragged my husband and kids on what I called a “family adventure” but was really just an excuse to hit the charity shops in this adorable little…
Every spring I do this thing where I convince myself that this year will be different. This year I’ll nail the whole breezy summer wardrobe thing, you know? I’ll be…
Okay, so I need to tell you about my latest shopping obsession, which is honestly surprising me as much as it might surprise you. I’ve been buying British knitwear. Like,…
Okay, so I need to tell you about my relationship with rain jackets, which is basically a tragic love story spanning the last three years of Pacific Northwest living. You…
I’ll be honest – my relationship with British heritage patterns started with a massive fashion fail that still makes me cringe eight years later. Picture this: me at 24, thinking…