Wow! My high school librarian is finally in fashion. It only took her 15 years but she finally can walk around in her carpet jacket without her apparent lack of shame. Though I am sure the sniggers of bitchy teen girls calling her 'carpet bagger' or 'vance pants' won't stop even if it is a Dolce & Gabbana number, and hers is/was so not.
Pros - You can blend into you're grandma's wall and steal all the tea biscuits.
Cons - As if I have to explain that one.
Yo frump dress! You are half lacey potato sack, half my mothers hand stitiching phase from the 90s and you cost a wooping arse kicking €5000. Hey ma, why didn't you become a fashion designer?
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