This is delightfully simple — the sort of thing where you could probably wear it the same way backwards and forwards without losing any oomph (surely, there’s a term for that; let’s make one up!) — and I like it on her very much:

Except for those shoes. Those shoes are writing checks that no foot in the world can cash. Those shoes are writing checks while living in a community that subsists wholly on the barter system, and they have nothing to trade. Those shoes are about to get kicked out on their collective asses.