I wish this were on backwards.
That way, her poor chest wouldn’t be so compromised by the black leather honeycomb sitting above it — which is a very cool, geometric piece of flair that belongs on the rear side of a gown so that I don’t have to gripe about its lack of mammarial respect. Please nobody tell me what the back is actually doing. I want to ride this illusion that flipping it around will solve everything. It’s a Hump Day miracle, etc.