I can’t pinpoint the exact moment in time when my obsession with clothes began, but I can say with certainty that I started young. Even as a kid playing Barbie with my younger sister, I’d spend the majority of our playtime carefully styling each doll's outfit (and hair) until I was satisfied. ...

Last week, I was in a predicament. It's one of those things that's going to sound like a humblebrag, but it was nerve-wracking at the time. I had to go to a fashion preview in Midtown, then do a Skype interview for a volunteer repro-justice position I'm really excited about, then head downtown for

Some of you have been heralding the coming of fall since mid-August, but now things are getting serious: Last week it was 60 degrees here in Los Angeles, land of eternal sunshine. (It's since rocketed back up to a scorching 94 degrees, but that one cool day was a reminder to get myself together ...

I've always wanted to be a person who has a very specific personal style. You know, the kind of girl who makes people say, "Those boots look so Leslie," or "I'm totally wearing a Hannah jacket right now." But, like most people, my style has constantly evolved and changed as I've grown up, changed

There once was a time when I only wore sexy heels and I could not get on the flats train. That quickly came to a halt when one day after stomping through NYC, I almost broke my neck while stepping in a sidewalk crack. Not cute. Immediately after that embarrassing stunt, I decided I was going ...