My First Stitch Fix – Or, Prepping for a Conference

I have no fashion sense. If you’ve met me, you know that. I’m a writer, so I sit at home in jeans and t-shirts all day. I don’t like shopping. I rarely ever go, and when I do, it’s usually in a panic because I have some event coming up or I’m going to be seeing my extended family soon.

The latter actually causes more panic than the former because every other woman in my family who’s close to my age is a fashionista. They’re beautiful, put together, and in shape. I mean, REALLY in shape. Two of...