Aw, she looks so pleased with herself!
You can’t blame a girl for looking stoked that she successfully raided Boobs Legsley’s closet without being caught, I suppose — because I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty sure Lively gets first dibs on anything in New York that’s even remotely sexy.
Let’s see the front, shall we?
I…don’t hate it. It kind of reminds me of venetian blinds clad in Victorian mourning garb, but believe it or not, that’s not a total condemnation.