I really wanted to like this. I REALLY did:
I love the skirt. I might not even hate the top, although it kind of looks as though it’s covered in Candy Buttons. I like the color scheme, and in general I enjoy any outfit that looks as if Carol Brady might have worn it to a gala thrown by Mike’s architecture firm. But in the final analysis, this is one of those things where I embrace it THEORETICALLY and in practice it gives me a headache. Kind of like that third martini.