Before she goes completely around the bend.
Fittingly, I found her at the ferry terminal. She’s our Specimen of the Week!
Before she goes completely around the bend.
Fittingly, I found her at the ferry terminal. She’s our Specimen of the Week!
But she scored a Homer (not sorry).
Talk amongst yourselves.
But her boots are.
“I think the wellies were a nice touch on this 70-degree day,” writes Annie B. “And they kinda match her bra, which I really didn’t need to see.”
I’m fascinated by the texture here. What are the pants made of? Are they puffy?
I do like the shoes. The bag is not an exact match, but it works with them. If only she’d gone with solid black pants, this would have been a win.
More impasto pants, with a bolder palette this time. See Part I.
They burn your retinas, then kill.
“We do ladies’ things! Going to yoga, carrying huge bags, wearing atrocious leggings … and shit.
—paraphrasing Emily Howard, rubbish transvestite, Little Britain
(Spot more Two Ladies.)
But you can make a fairly accurate assumption.