Dove grey of heavy brushed cotton. This bombardment of vests when it's a thousand degrees out? Huh?
Yes, bottom button is afoot. Do I care? I think not.
Back is not as compelling as I deduced. Just a flaccid black bow. ZZZZZ.
Scintillating skirt by Leifsdottir, brilliantly clever, and from days of tangible currency. What a concept!
Hypothesize this cheesiness is going to turn my neck green in the next 5 minutes. Rock on!
