
This is absurd and cozy and ridiculous and I love it. You could place your cocktail safely on her shoulder if you had to dash to the bathroom.

This is what they're making the wenches wear at that dominatrix-owned beer garden that just opened up down the street from you.

J'adore the dumbfounded expression of the woman behind her.

"I'm sorry, you guys, but I'm depressed right now. JUST LET ME HAVE A DAY TO DRESS LIKE A NORMAL."

This are just pajamas, right? I feel you, Stef. It's been a rough year.

Good advice.
