The dress itself is thoroughly sunny and summery and charming. I’ve no beef with you, friend.
But the shoes are like clunky ankle-strap versions of the Guccis that chap my very essence, and the proportions of the sweater are all wrong for this. That’s a very soft-looking summer wine cardigan for when twilight has settled and a breeze has kicked up, but you’re not ready to leave the patio and you just opened a fresh Pinot Grigio. I think I would have left it on the porch swing and found another wrap.
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