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…
Picture this: December 15th, 6:30 PM, and I’m standing on the Red Line platform in my Theory blazer and what I thought was a foolproof sequined top from Banana Republic,…
Okay, so last week I’m standing in line at my local coffee shop – you know, the one where a basic latte costs approximately half my hourly wage – when…
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…
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…