Emoting vast, comely, daintiness of thin, open-weave wool frock.
Gray slip for modesty's sake (what?) and my first Kristin Diener. A dichotomy of vivacious sobriety.
Retro-esques black leather sandal with curious (annoying) flat buttons.
Oh, well.............
I segue to an pestering issue fearfully departing from the relevance of this post. Do you know what vexes me?
The i before e except after c is at times incorrect, i.e. weird. So there we have it.