i had some delicious prosecco with the lovely amy tonight and at one point we discovered a verrrry crucial similarity which tells me that she is really something. a kindred spirit.
when we become women of a certain age we both see caftans, bangles and cigarette holders being the big sartorial pleasures in our lives.
in other words, mrs roper is our future icon.
this is something i have felt in my bones for a long time..even in college in my vintage t-shirts n giant jeans phase (omg, homemade raver pants, holy 90s wasteland. who remembers mom n' me's from pat fields on 8th street???) i knew that bangles, jangles n turbans were how i'd end up.
it just seems like the natural (awesome) progression, doesn't it?
audra lindley, i totes salute you.