Things worth $260: a good pair of leather boots or clogs, decent “Hamilton” tickets, a dinner at Per Se.
Things not worth $260: a strip of fabric that some fancy fashion label is trying to convince me is a “skirt.”
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It doesn’t come in any bright jewel tones or funky prints, but in a boring shade of ivory. It doesn’t scream playful provocation so much as Kardashian rip-off. And then there’s the price tag, which one fashionable friend rightly pointed out amounts to about $26 per inch of viscose-polymide blend fabric.
Sorry, but calling this a skirt and selling it for $260 isn’t fashion, it’s a scam!
But where the New York Post sees deception, I see potential. After all, nothing says I’ve arrived like a fucking $260 piece of stretchy fabric that barely covers your cooter.
Here are a few places where wearing a pricy transparent skirt is, in fact, a very practical item of clothing to wear:
- A fancy beach.
- The bedroom before a lil’ fuckaroo.
- Family reunion.
- A convention where you’re cosplaying as Paris Hilton circa 2003.
Okay, I’m tapped out.
Where would you wear this skirt? How would you style it?