Sue me: in my gut of guts, I long to be a fabulous louche of a society dame. Malory Archer‘s my first choice, but Lucille Bluth will do just fine. I’ll take Jessica Walter animated or not. While I’m sure I’d be a nicer matriarch than Lucille, damned if marching through the world with a suit on my back and a drink in my hand doesn’t sound appealing. And for a going-on-23-year-old, it’s pleasantly subversive. By dressing 40 years my senior, I find myself cargo-culting into authority. Nothing says “I’ve made a name for myself” like furs and pearls. They say to dress for the job you want, and the job I want is “lush librarian with Places to Be”.
Blazer: ’40s vintage, via Cheshire Vintage
Skirt & Sweater: vintage, via Barge Canal Market
Hat: ’40s vintage, via Luvsick Vintage
Everything else: thrifted