I'm excited that loud plaid is back in soon. I want to be the person who can wear loud plaid pants. I don't know if I AM that person; we may find out the hard way.
I may not go this far, unless they are actual pajamas, and I am watching a rom-com on HBO.
I will, however, reject geometric legs.
This is the clothing version of when Taylor Swift makes that heart with her hands.
What a glamorous urchin.
This one's a no-brainer; it'll turn up somewhere, or at least its cousin will.
This is for when you have a tryst and you want everyone to know, but you don't want to SAY it, so you just hope they will look at you and notice that your clothes appear hastily donned.
The Artful Dodger on Valentine's Day.
Keeping warm in vaudeville.
If it's that cold, you're not wearing shorts. Period.
This seems very Joan Holloway to me, which suggests therefore that Christina Hendricks will give it a look.
Sigh. A young woman cut down in her prime by knickerbockers and suspenders.
That tank is something, say, Selena Gomez will be photographed in while pumping gas, and we will all know it cost about $700 and be horrified that she didn't just paint it herself onto an Old Navy tank that cost $7.
Miss One Inch Of Freezing Forearm 2014.
I like the bag, anyway. And the sweater. Not the tights-leggings, or leggings-tights (teggings?). You are not surprised by that.
Another dramatic coat.
That's pretty -- Hendricks should get that made for her as well. Or Helena Bonham Carter, if she ever decides she doesn't need to look insane.
I would love that without the collar, and possibly also the sleeves.
Lovely, AND with a wine cardigan, one that is even wine-COLORED.
Cheer up, Sally, you're going to love boarding school. It's a ripping good time.