No Longer Grey

The sartorial experiments and ramblings of a girl named Sarah

A Thorough Investigation into All the Shoes that Have Messed Up My Feet

by Sarah on March 8, 2019, one comment

  1. Everlane Modern Loafer Mule. I can’t give these shoes all of the credit for injuring my feet, because I was the dumb one who decided to wear them for an eight hour shift at work to break them in. Genuinely terrible idea. Because they’re slides, you have to do a sneaky toe-cling to keep them on, which generated enough friction to give me a blister. Also, the patent leather is hard and unyielding.On a related note, Millie Bobbie Brown owns these shoes, which begs the question if we are blister sisters and if her feet are also messed up now.
  2. Everlane Modern Chelsea Boot. Another one that is kind of my fault, as I wore them last year to fashion week and ended up breaking a toe/ stretching a ligament/ causing some sort of foot harm that rendered it incredibly painful to walk more than two blocks in for several months. Reason for injury: ditto with the too long wear time (I was backstage and doing all sorts of deep crouches) and the stiff leather.
  3. Vans Sk8-Hi. For some reason these give me a blister on my pinky toe if I wear them for more than five miles. They’re not super breathable, which is probably the culprit. But they’re also my favorite skate shoes, and don’t give me a blister if I’m skateboarding, so you win some, you lose some.

And some shoes that have been nothing but good to me

  1. Everlane Modern Babo. These are the most comfortable shoes I have ever seen or worn. They’re like little leather slippers, perfect for dancing and walking and standing. Everyone at the store I used to work in wore these. They’re gorgeous and amazing, and their foldable back lets you switch up the fit, making them even more comfy.
  2. Everlane Modern Loafer. This is a hot take, because these shoes are notorious for being hard to break in. I bought mine a whole size larger than what I usually take, and they’ve not disappointed. I wore mine straight from the box to work, with socks at first and then without. Amazing.
  3. Calvin Klein T-Strap Stiletto. These are beautiful shoes, so beautiful that I wore them to two proms and one graduation. They gave me no blisters or lasting foot pain. I’m sure that when I’m an old lady I will have sufficiently messed up feet, and will smile back at my younger self who wore these for hours on end on the dance floors, but for now they’re actually pretty comfortable.
  4. Uggs. Mine are still in pristine condition, still have fluffy fur, and still are the most comfortable shoes maybe ever. They might inflict some sartorial pain (on others. Honestly, I think they make my feet look like little animals, which is kind of a look), but as far as foot damage, I think they’re a godsend.


Secret Love Letter

by Sarah on March 5, 2019, no comments

Dear Pinterest,

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? One filled with fruity popsicles and beautifully filtered pictures of sunsets and the elusive perfect high cut bikini? Your endless supply of braids and dewey highlights and photography tricks never fail to inspire. Your interior decorating boards are wonderlands of raw ceramics and artfully hung prints. And plants. Seriously, what’s with the plants? You’ve got so many that it almost makes me forget that deforestation is probably going to kill us all.

I know you love me too. After all, it’s been eight years and you haven’t left me. And though I know I’m not the only pinner in your life, I’d like to think what we have is special. Every day you understand me better and better, sometimes sending me ads for things I just saw on youtube. Which begs the question, are you taking my data dear? I almost don’t mind, because with every scroll you prove that you just get me.

But soft, my love. For ours is a tryst. Though I know the splendid wonders within: just how pleasing it can be to find the perfect backstage runway photo to stare at, street style photos that seem effortlessly achievable, inspiring cat eye flicks, others don’t understand you like I do. They think you’re just for the middle aged suburban mom named Carol, with boards named “healthy school lunches” and pins entitled “Funny Cat LoL xD”. They don’t know your multidimensional self, how you’re so much more than just that. And honestly, everybody could stand for a little healthy lunch inspiration.

So just like the board that I pin haircuts I wish I was brave enough to get, you will remain my secret. My love, this is how it must be. I’m sure you understand.



La Joyería

by Sarah on February 26, 2019, no comments

My little magpie heart always flutters for a well made piece of jewelry. There’s a magic to pieces you wear every day, special memories engraved into metal, resting on fingers, nestled in clavicles, draped over a wrist. A great piece of jewelry should feel both decadent and special, personal and objectively cool.

I wear the same rings every day. A square ring on my right ring finger. I bought it for myself at the start of my gap year, the first time I’d bought jewelry that cost more than ten dollars and didn’t turn my fingers green. On my right hand, a twisted ring a friend bought in Senegal, tarnished but elegant in its simplicity. I just added a third, a slim gold band with a diamond sent to me by AUrate, a piece so delicate that it succeeds in making my scraggly nails look graceful and feminine.

Sometimes my rings get caught on things. I’ve bent them on clothes hangers, torn out chunks of hair, scraped unsuspecting friends with an unexpected sharp edge. I’ve lost jewelry too. A bracelet, dropped out of a treehouse and surrendered to the foliage. An open locket, tarnished with age and adrift somewhere at the bottom of a lake. Most recently a ring I’d had and worn for almost ten years, made by my brother, gone, but certainly not forgotten. Losing jewelry, beyond financial woes, feels personal, feels like a loss of self. But there’s something to jewelry that influences how I move through the world. When I see my hands, with my rings, it’s somehow the most personal my personal style gets, something unequivocally myself, a tangible reminder of autonomy. And so it’s a loss I have to be willing to risk.

As far as other pieces go, I tend to stick to simple, geometric bits. For earrings, most days I wear tiny silver hoops. If my outfit needs a little something more, I’ll go for a statement piece, which everyone knows is basically the sartorial equivalent of a really great night of sleep. I also recently purchased a tiny pair of hand earrings, to wear on the days when I need a helping hand to get through. AUrate was kind enough to expand my collection twofold, with a pair resembling an open fan, and a gorgeous ear cuff that lets me live out my dream of playfully decorated earlobes without facing the needle.

A note on quality – I’ve worn jewelry I’ve made myself, jewelry from the discount area in Nordstrom Rack, clip on earrings made of plastic from dress up sets, and some really beautifully made pieces. A higher price doesn’t necessarily indicate better quality. A really good company should have pieces that feel as good as they look. For years, I’ve loved AUrate (seriously, check out this post from 2016) because they make super high quality, interesting pieces at a low price point, and give back to their community through a literacy program. I honestly can’t say enough good things about them.

Jewelry is the most personal of personal style, both for its connotations and for the sentimental value of wearing something so close to the skin for so long. It’s a way to add a little sparkle, a little thank you to the ears that hear, the fingers that work so tirelessly.

What does your jewelry mean to you?

Note: AUrate did send me these pieces, but all opinions are my own. They’re a company I legitimately love, and am so excited to be able to share with you all!


by Sarah on February 19, 2019, no comments

shirt- thrifted, pants- Everlane, shoes- Everlane

One of my 2019 resolutions was to send all of the postcards I have molding away in my postcard collection. I’ve always loved to write (and receive) letters, and in the era of social media and texting, tangible communication is so important and blah blah blah. It’s always fun to get a letter.

It’s also fun to wear all one color, and on this week’s monochromatic episode, we’ve got orange. I’m awarding myself bonus points for wearing an orange scarf with this, which is off camera but was ready and waiting to snuggle my neck the moment I was done shooting. Such is the life of a fashion blogger.


by Sarah on February 14, 2019, no comments

sweater- Everlane, pants- thrifted, boots- Everlane

Lately my inner monologue as I get dressed goes something like this:

Pink sweater? Ooh, cool. And you know what would look great with that? Pink pants. Yeah, that’s great. Let’s add pink shoes too. And socks. And maybe a scrunchie in pink too. Super subtle, super cool.

I’m dressing like a five year old whose only concept of the color wheel is that what goes best with one color is just a different shade of the same color.

Guess that’s just how it’s going to be around here.