Nine or ten autumns ago, I was a Doc Martin-clad teenager in an awkward situation. At the time, my ideal outfit consisted of thigh-high stockings and boots, topped with a torn tee and a miniskirt. Oh, the miniskirts. I loved┬áminiskirts. Since I couldn’t quite find my ideal skirt, I used some fabric remnants to craft my own. It was short and heavily … Keep reading…

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Okay, okay, it isn’t technically spring yet. But it was 80 degrees today, so I say it’s totally acceptable to call it springtime. Here’s the problem with Midwestern seasons: they get a little out of whack. Case in point, they’re calling for snow tomorrow. There will be plenty of time for exposed legs and pedicured toes during the scorching summer; for now, … Keep reading…

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