I always think it’s funny when people are surprised I’m not that into fashion, and then I remember I was a style editor and that I currently work at a style magazine. Whoops! I guess it’s not exactly fair to say I’m not into style at all. I constantly want to style the people I see walking around New York (so many times they just could change the shoes and the whole look would be infinitely better), and I do put some effort into looking pulled together and vaguely on-trend. I even put my hangers back into my closet so I know which items I’ve already worn to work, in an effort to utilize more of my wardrobe. BUT, and this is a but deserving of ALL CAPS…I rarely spend money on clothes.
I’m far more likely to shell out $200 on a flight somewhere fun and new than a pair of jeans, and I’m realizing this might be a problem. I have clothes from college still in my closet. I may even have a few pieces from high school, and I’m coming up on my 10-year reunion. I pride myself on buying shoes from Target and H&M and Forevs, and then pay $40 for my cobbler to re-sole them. I don’t invest. And now that my 27th anniversary of my birth is peeking its head around the corner, I’ve been trying to prioritize high-quality basics over fast fashion.
While I can’t quite justify a $60+ T by Alexander Wang tee quite yet (I came close, but then I calculated how many Seamless orders that would be), I figured Everlane would be a good gateway into high-quality essentials. I now wear the brand’s white tee as often as possible, and plan on picking it up in black. The woman’s V tee will set you back $15, which may be steep if you can’t imagine spending more than $5, but so far it hasn’t shrunk or stretched out weird in the boobs (ladies, you know what I’m talking about), and it’s not too sheer, so I can wear my black bra and not the nude-colored one that’s falling apart. More importantly, I can now say, for the first time in at least 15 years, that I own a white T-shirt. Baby steps, people. Baby steps.
It’s going on the plane with me and my pair of trusty floral print jeans, knock-off Isabel Marant wedge sneakers, and a red lip. Chances are good I’ll also sleep in it. Thanks Everlane, for keeping it real and letting me be basic.