
I like the idea of these two buddying up. In my imaginings, whenever Marcus Mumford isn't home, Carey turns up Mary J and dances around the house because -- great as Mumford & Sons is -- she's just TIRED of the banjo.

This is very easy and simple and nightie-like. I don't mind it, but for the seam across her hips. I don't know why people who design clothes for women keep doing that to us. Even if your hips are very slight, the horizontal chop to the silhouette is not great, Bob.

Mary J, you need to hit up Yelp for a tailor.

But then this one is too tight -- again, a bummer, because I LOVE the color and the shoes. So close, MJB. SO CLOSE.

This, I just fully love on her, even if I shouldn't. The bow looks a BIT like a brooch for a trach hole, but the whole effect is deliriously Nighttime Soap of Yore. (I don't think the wrap is part of the dress, so I'm assuming that's her own personal collection, and thus might be vintage? I'm not sure. Obviously I hope it's faux.)
