The lady in the front row is probably just trying NOT to focus on the fact that she’s in all these pictures. But the facial expression she settled on is pretty much the one I’m wearing right now.
That is a LOT of head-to-toe pattern. Especially when both pieces are cut (and pressed) for an eighty-year old and you are not even thirty. So your challenge, Fug Nation, is to decide when and how the pattern can be salvaged. I’d lop off most of the sleeves and keep them at a cap style, I think, and then throw her some skinny leather pants and tell her to LIVE, dammit, LIVE, because she has PLENTY of years ahead and thus can be Crazy Madge from Palm Beach much later in life. What would you do?