My connection to expensive clothing began with an absolutely irresponsible moment of financial stupidity at 27 years old. I was in the Patagonia store in Portland, admiring a wool coat…
Okay, so I’m standing in the middle of the toddler clothing aisle at Target with my daughter, Emma, yanking on my leg screaming for Goldfish crackers. When I finally remember…
It’s the week before Thanksgiving, and I’m sitting at a diner in Park Slope with a cup of black coffee and nothing to do. The weather is unseasonable and I…
So I stood in Edinburgh Airport watching my luggage disappear onto the Dublin carousel last month; I had to be at a panel on sustainable fashion in four hours. Great…
I was standing in a Zara dressing room last Tuesday trying on a white button-down shirt that I had picked to be the perfect one. When I looked into the…
When I wore a mustard yellow beret, a belted camel coat with oversized tortoiseshell buttons and loafers with mismatched socks to brunch last month with my friend David, he immediately…
I am calling a customer right now, and my mom just sent me a message last month asking where she should buy towels now. That isn’t necessarily a time-sensitive issue,…