by Mekishana Pierre A few months ago, I was a college student whose wardrobe was minimal and separated into three categories: items that were either really fabulous and rarely made an appearance, items that went with everything and frequently made an appearance, or items that were horrible and buried as far into the closet as I could possibly shove it into. I had several pieces of clothing that were suited for anything professional: a couple of blazers, black slacks, pencil skirts that reached the knee or below, and blouses. Maybe I would throw something together for a presentation or a formal lunch,... CONTINUE READING 9
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