this is how i envision coming out of the best clothing swap ever. it’s like the revenge of the geeky maximalist. perhaps how the modern laney boggs would reveal to FPJ in she’s all that- wehay better ending. it’s like the vintage you’ll never find, the librarian of your dreams, wee sing in sillyville (does anyone else know that childhood gem?) in 6 inch heels, i mean glasses encrusted in jewels? those neck pins? the ties paired with brocade? clear is a bell, there was a game change brewing, those furry mules warming every fashion person’s feet from show to show.