Personal style is a journey (with or without Birkenstocks).

My mom wore Birks when I was a kid. My aunts did too. It was the only shoe I probably could name and I saw them on many people (think, early 90s) and my mom had them too. As I grew up I realized this would only happen when something was fantastically made and comfortable,Read more

Pantless: A day in the life

In September I bought new clothes for both my first internship and my new body. Size 6. Snug. (On a side note I’d bought pants for an interview in May. Size 8. I returned them after, not sure they’d still fit me come September. Smart move.) By December they were loose. I could only wearRead more