Oh.
My.
God.
BECKY.
I am DYING here. DYING. A black sequined MESS JACKET??!!!
I..I just don’t know what to say. I mean you have a dream, you work hard and someday you hope, just hope, that something like this would happen…I…I promised myself I wouldn’t cry.
Let’s see it in action; perhaps not exactly the way I’d wear it but you’ve got to give it to Lady Sov props for personal style.
AAAAUUGGGHHHHH!!!! Trying to decide if I have filled my sequin quota for the year… Oh, I could DIE.
Comment by Style Spy — August 24, 2009 @ 4:34 pm
“sequin quota” I’m sorry, I understand what the words mean individually but I don’t see how this phrase makes sense.
Comment by Plumcake — August 24, 2009 @ 5:01 pm
It sounds like it comes from Jeeves’s nightmares, doesn’t it? Fantastic.
Comment by Maureen — August 24, 2009 @ 7:20 pm
Style Spy, you neeeeeed this.
Comment by Violet — August 24, 2009 @ 10:14 pm
AAAUGH!!!!! If only my breasts did not ensure that any jacket without a front closure essentially becomes a shrug! That mess jacket makes me instantaneously wish I were a foot taller, ten years older, and four cup sizes smaller.
Comment by megaera — August 25, 2009 @ 2:02 am
Depends how it’s cut; from the pic it’s hard to tell if it’s got some heavy dart action going on or not.
I love it; it’s what Liza probably wears instead of a cardigan every damn day of her life.
Comment by raincoaster — August 25, 2009 @ 3:52 am
“sequin quota” I’m sorry, I understand what the words mean individually but I don’t see how this phrase makes sense.
is quite possibly the funniest thing ever written on any of these shoe sites.
Comment by slownews — August 26, 2009 @ 10:08 am
!@#$#@
And there are none left.
!@#$!#@$!@#$#
Comment by La BellaDonna — September 4, 2009 @ 5:46 pm