By Tara Cavanaugh
I can’t describe how I crossed over to the dark side. All I know is that it happened slowly, the way a lobster boils to an eventual death.
In hindsight, I see the progression, the gateway drugs. First I was that horrified women were wearing skinny jeans, so I went bootcut. Then, I settled for straight leg. Then my everyday jeans were skinny jeans. And then suddenly one day, it didn’t seem so bad to go get groceries in leggings, and then it made sense to throw on a top to get dinner downtown that night.
I live in a college town, and as we walked to the Mexican restaurant I saw myself surrounded by legging-clad coeds. I was one of Them. Continue reading
Ah, February: the national month of hibernating in hate.
It’s cold. And dark. And it’s been cold and dark for forever and Mother Nature is all “Psh, bitch, I’m just getting started.”
Since any hope of sun or a sunny wardrobe is far, far away, why not shake things up with a shockingly short hairstyle that you can forget about tomorrow?
Introducing the faux bob. You’ll need a hair elastic and a few bobby pins. Maybe some styling wax, hair spray or dry shampoo too. Continue reading
First Lady Michelle Obama: the kind of powerful and stylish woman who, upon arriving at her Vogue photo shoot, told THEM what she was going to wear.
Feminists are hairy-legged man-haters, fashion fans are fad-obsessed idiots, and never shall the two see eye-to-eye. Right? Wrong! Here’s why.