All white is magic. Even for a slob like me. Everything I wore last week.
8 solid tips + not a bridal moment in the bunch
When I wear all white, I feel something — every. single. time. People feel something toward me too, I think. It always gets compliments, even in splashy-flashy neon Miami. And sure, yes, I eat a lot and I eat sloppily! Sloppy stuff! So much avocado! Chocolate! Beets! But F it - we have to liveeeeeee, people. I use stain removers, get expressive at the dry cleaner, and when necessary, consider it “patina.” (The ultimate compliment, if you know how much I love my pal
.)All white may just be the easiest, most guaranteed route to Lofted Settledness. I’ve also picked up a few tricks …
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