The top here isn't even that unflattering, but mint + velour + bellbottoms = what would happen if Juicy Couture sweatsuits had existed in the 70s. And yes, I wrote "sweatshits" by accident, which is a marvelous typo.
From this angle, it seems... I mean, it CAN'T be even a little sheer, and yet we're definitely getting some underwear shading. Right? Or is it the light? I mean, look what light does to velour...
That's munnfortunate. (Aha, but I didn't use it in the headline, so it's still fair game for later.)
However, here, she is everyone. There is no way I wouldn't get a selfie with Sterling K. Brown, and I would make a face, because my regular smile is not reliable.
with Thomas Jane
However, this is important: That is Thomas Jane, and yes, he is barefoot, OF COURSE -- we've been on that story for YEARS -- and YES, look how dirty the soles of his feet are already. That guy has GOT to be in the dictionary under "foot fungus," and whoever gives him a pedicure should get a massive tip.