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A Shopping Detox Helped Me Come to Terms With My Mortality

Just hear me out.

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My Grandmother, a Nomadic Iranian Tribe, and a Dress

All I have left from her time among the Qashqai are a few photographs and her many stories.

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My Raynaud’s Disease Means I Have to Wear Gloves All Year Round

And 28 million people can relate.

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The Dress That Ended My Modesty Obsession

My small Catholic college had an unspoken dress code, and finally I had had enough.

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Raw Denim Is Expensive and Uncomfortable and I Love It

These are jeans that wear in, not out.

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I Can’t Quite Let Go of My Ivanka Trump Dress

Despite my shame about owning it.

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When Someone Is Gone, But Their Clothing Remains

Of all the items you can find yourself newly in possession of when a parent or loved one dies, few are as fraught with intimate meaning as clothing.

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The Lives I’ve Lived in Famous People’s Clothes

Working as a body double for film and TV meant that I got to wear all the designer clothes — and pretend to be all the people — I could imagine.

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I Feel Safe in My Lab Coat, Even Though I Shouldn’t

Lab coats aren’t designed with women’s bodies in mind, but I still love mine.

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Handbags Don’t Come in Plus-Sizes

And I’ll always love them for that.

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The Genderqueer Delia’s Catalog the World Needs Right Now

When I couldn’t find the clothes that made me feel like myself, I decided to open a shop of my own.

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The Forever 21 Hoodie I Love to Hate

Hoodies are the worst, so why can’t I let this one go?

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My Great-Aunt Didn’t Care About Her Dress Size, So Why Do I?

The wealthy women she tailored for asked her to cut size tags out of their dresses; years later, I struggle with the same impulse.

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In Praise of the House Bra

Taking off my bra when I get home is great, but it’s just so I can change into my house bra.

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While Recovering From a Shopping Addiction, I Bought a $2,200 Coat

An excerpt from Jessica Pishko’s memoir In the Red.

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Heads Up, ‘Slimming’ Is Not a Compliment

The body positivity I’m interested in is true and inclusive and unconditional; it doesn’t require caveats.

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The Road to Style Is Paved With Regrettable Vests

A journey of sleeveless self-discovery.

My Ridiculous Fur Coat Is My Armor Against the World

Taking up space in a world that wants women — especially fat women — to be small.

Dressing Rooms Are the Absolute Worst Places on Earth

Can’t wait to lock myself out and flash all the salespeople.

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What Do We Do With the Clothing of Grief?

How do we keep the sweaters and dresses that remind us of funerals and miscarriages? How do we let them go?

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British Vintage Stores Are Way Better Than American Ones

Brick Lane truly gets me.

Overalls Are Honestly the Perfect Garment

They offer instant outfits and effortless movement.

The Lingerie Soap I Use on Absolutely Everything

It gets stains out of jeans, couches, and, I guess, lingerie.

I’m Autistic, and Fashion Helped Me Figure Out Who I Am

I can’t always translate myself into language or motion, but I can translate myself into clothes.

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Prairie Dresses Help Me Feel Like Myself

They might seem anachronistic, but to me they fit just right.

All-Black Outfits Are the Perfect Uniform for Slobs Like Me

There’s no better way to look cute when you’re secretly covered in food.

I Became a Mom and Gave Up On Clothes

Goodbye, cute little dresses; hello, spit-up-repelling cardigans.

What to Wear as 30-Year-Old You

Turns out you don’t have to be perfect or polished.

How to Find a Wedding Dress If You Have Social Anxiety

The internet will be your best friend (and worst enemy).

Everyone Should Own a Set of Broadcloth Pajamas

They’ll transform you into the jaunty young boy of your dreams.

Hey J.Crew, Why Don’t You Want My Plus-Size Money?

Give. Me. That. Purple. Cocoon. Coat.

I Wear Wigs to Hide My Disorder, and Myself

Dealing with trichotillomania has cost me thousands of dollars, and I still can’t help but feel that I’m faking it.

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