I don’t think I have any wise-ass take on this photo. I’ve been staring at it and staring at it, and all I can think of to say is, “Yay purple.”
I mean… maybe a darker eye, if she was going to go light with her lips? But generally, Amy just looks really good — it fits, it flatters, it’s a killer color. And she’s making me want to drop and do forty, except that would never happen because I think my arm muscles are made of pasta. Which you serve with eggplant parmesan, which is the color scheme of that dress and the carpet. Phew. FULL CIRCLE. I didn’t think it was going to happen. Maybe it shouldn’t have.