Martini took these shots of me last July, when there was actually still a bit of a chill in the air. Needless to say, this transitioned into a good fall outfit as well. Those of you in Beantown may recognize the building painting behind me—it's by...

I like my Chucks classic, be them in white, black, navy or red. Preferably with smudges of grime and a few, hard-earned rips in the canvas, mind you. Bubble gum pink and graphic Cons, on the other hand, rub me the wrong way; they seem to go against...

I'm not much in the mood for fancy talk, so I'll just shoot straight: No, I haven't cut my hair. These photos were taken in Spring 2008, before I had embarked on the path to bang-less-ness. I was planning on using these photos in a second homemade...

I dropped by Luna Boston the other night to browse the goods and carry on a rather foghorn-esque conversation with Joe F. (We both had colds, but I'm positive I was the more congested, incomprehensible of the two.) Coughing fits, however can't keep a...

Nothing gets my heart thumping like a proper basic, but the sheer glut of classic and essential pieces out there often leaves my eyes glazed over. (Meanwhile, shiny things like sequins unfailingly beg for further investigation.) I wouldn't say I had...