I don’t hate this. But I kind of feel like it’s one of those dresses that would work better on a super rich, extremely eccentric, very VERY old woman. For my money, this cognitive disconnect could simply be solved if Karl Lagerfeld had just scurried over and hemmed it mid-thigh. Voila! Must I do everything for you, Kaiser?
Behold the beading:
I mean, I would take that on a throw pillow. I’d take it so fast.