I’m just going to leave that headline there.
Taken by itself, that jacket is nice. But as for the rest of this, I don’t even know, you guys. This looks like the third act of a straight to DVD rom-com wherein the heroine realizes in the middle of a medical procedure that she’s late for a really important job interview, so she takes her feet out of the stirrups, throws on her blazer and shoes, and goes. (The interviewer, of course, will turn out to be the man she’s been searching the city for without any luck for the previous 55 minutes of film. He will find her wacky outfit, joie de vivre, and general drive to succeed irresistible. She will not get the job.)