J. Crew, we are breaking up. You currently fill 1/2 of my closet. You and I have been together since the beginning. But, now your clothes make me frown. You have changed. Perhaps you are just having an identity crisis? When you get out of your hippie-ish stage call me. Okay?
Maybe there are one or two things that I still like at your shop. Okay. I admit it. But they cost $250. And really J. Crew, if I'm going to drop $250 I will just call up Tory and tell her to send me the presh little tunic:
So, now that we've gotten that out of the way...I accidentally just purchased this little dress:
Sure wish it would get here in time for this: