Obviously, she wears these tonight. Dat girl, the one you see, always daring widda good shoe.
Plain Tee, "edgy-Wang-esque-quotient added to ensemble immediately.
Next, her leather legging. To some these are a very forward movement, but to her, brunch wear. For the lazy Sunday, yes? A little Rodarte with her mimosas. Don't mind if I do.
Now, you see, it has been a summer full of Magnolia and Pastis.
The time is now to dust off her liquid pants, ie. the ONLY thing to satisfy these new shoes, and there is a quandary. The legs, they must be sticks.
Fashion week always instills in me a need for an anorexorcism.
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