
This reminds me of the stuff I wore in the late '90s and early Aughts that was actually worth keeping, like tall boots with cute skirts. She looks like she's off to her first internship somewhere in her very best sweater set, fresh as a daisy because she hasn't yet been asked to make and remake and then outsource anyone's obscure coffee order.

And then LO! The companies prospects are slashed! Bras are out! Legs are out! We're almost to the buttock! Thank you, Anne, for unwittingly playing into my wacko fashion narrative.

Don't you do it, Cricket Brown. Don't try to seduce me into getting a bob, with your sequins and your boots and your overall aura of coolness.

Cool story bro.

For when you want to be as bathrobe-adjacent as possible.

That burgundy, though. This is slick. Thank you, sir, for giving us a positive ending.
