Let’s be honest: This is the kind of outfit we’d probably ignore or forget about, and then throw into an end-of-week Oops post that covers all the ground we missed. But we are crawling through the desert and this is the oasis, so here we are. Kaia looks perfectly fine. It exudes a whiff of My Mom Forced This On Me For Sunday Lunch Because Grandma Is Coming And She’s Very Fragile Right Now and Fashion Gives Her Heart Palpitations. But there are worse fates, and we don’t want Grandma to get the vapors or anything. Lord. I don’t even know what I’m saying. I’m pulling teeth here. How are you?