Solange and I have nothing in common except we both love our sisters and we have a fondness for crazy pants:
I desperately wish I could tell you I’m wearing this right now. Let’s just pretend I am. Yes. These are not jeans, they are skinny sky blue cigarette pants! And this is not a striped tee shirt under a cardigan (that I just noticed has a hole in the cuff), it is a super crisp white shirt under a little blazer!
Well. We ARE both wearing sandals. It’s a start.