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…
Okay, so there’s something that’s been bothering me for months now, and I need to work through it with you because honestly, it’s making me question everything I thought I…
There’s this specific type of British suffering that kicks in around day three of a heatwave, you know? Like, the first day everyone’s posting sunset pics and “finally some proper…
Okay, so here’s something that might make me sound like a total fashion fraud – I’ve never owned a single piece from Burberry. Not even a keychain. I mean, I’m…
So this is probably going to sound like the most pretentious thing ever, but I spent three months asking every French fashion person I could get hold of which British…
You know that moment when someone says “let’s meet for drinks” and you have absolutely no idea if you’re headed to a gastropub with sticky floors or some wine bar…
Okay, so this is going to sound completely ridiculous, but I spent last week wearing nothing but Boden clothes and honestly? It was kind of a revelation. Not in like…
You know what my most vivid British beach memory is? It’s not some Instagram-worthy moment of golden sand and sunshine. It’s me at age eight on a family trip to…
I’ve been conducting what might be the most ridiculous fashion experiment of my adult life, and my credit card statement is here to prove it. $580.47 on black tights in…