Because nothing says “come at me! Amy Pohler’s Vortex!” like a 60 degree Tuesday.
I have known for a long time that my mood depends on the weather. What I have just recently come to know is that this is the case because the weather controls what I will …see more
It’s a two for one deal, folks!
I bought this dress from The Outnet over two years ago before a wedding in Mexico. It was the offspring of one of my favorite Stella McCartney shows to date so I was thrilled to …see more
Give me that jar or give me death! (Just don’t give me both.)
The last time I mentioned peanut butter syndrome, I eschewed its power to boast about the gumption, conviction and rigor with which I wear double-breasted blazers. This skirt over pants trip I'm on, though, which …see more
The coat I can’t seem to kick
I go through these phases that my friend Rosie calls peanut butter syndrome: I love a garment so much that I refuse to take it off until I can't look at it anymore. She calls …see more
And it is fashion’s fault
There is something distinctly phony about wearing a pair of shoes named after a man whose name you have heretofore never heard. And frankly, if it weren't for my mother, who has been unapologetically wearing …see more
…is back! By no demand at all.
Two things. The first: I'm beginning to wonder how necessary these bi-annual Fashion Week outfit recaps are becoming. I know in previous seasons you've asked for them and as a result, I have delivered, but I …see more
We are no longer happy. Last week, though, we were.
You know how I know I am living a dismal existence at the hand of a city I have spent my life defending but am now beginning to question rather solemnly? Because last Monday, when …see more