This is truly, honestly, and (any other adjective conveying sincerity) SICK! I want every piece that she is wearing, except that they wouldn’t be my pieces, they would be her pieces on me. This look falls together flawlessly that I would highly regard as editorial worthy. I don’t even care that I know nothing about this chick except that her name is Sarah; there is enough in this outfit to tell me a million things about her. There is something about good clothes (and by good I mean fucking cool, entertaining, and personal to the character) that makes me want to scream, so: Ahh, those leather-padded stockings, that native-printed cardigan, that flawless fucking care-free hair! Every great outfit I see is just another Maggie, I understand you. Kudos Sarah!
Margarita Rosario