Hand Picked, The Blue Wide Leg Trousers Worth Shopping
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 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…
A checked blazer earns its place by doing something a plain one can’t: it gives an outfit a reason to look considered without any real effort on your part. The…
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 insisting that black block heels were the boring choice, the shoe you bought when you’d given up. I owned two pairs of stilettos that lived…
A good black trainer for date night has to do a slightly contradictory job. It needs to look like you tried, without looking like you tried too hard, and it…
I own eleven pairs of black heels and I would confidently wear about four of them. That’s not a humble brag, that’s a genuine indictment of my own decision making…
A good Chelsea boot earns its place through restraint. The silhouette does not change much from season to season, which is precisely the point, but the quality of that silhouette…
I said for years that black joggers were a cop out. The sort of thing you reach for when you’ve given up, not styled up. I was wrong, and it…
I spent years assuming brown heels were the sensible choice you made when you’d given up on being interesting, the shoe equivalent of a sensible haircut. I was wrong, and…
I spent about four years convinced wide leg jeans belonged on someone taller, someone with a different life admin situation, someone who wasn’t going to catch the hem under a…