This collection is the essence of style for me: tailored, classic, all in neutrals and earth tones.
My brain is short-circuiting.
The only thing missing is MORE COAT PORN.
So, so tweedy. Freshman year sex fantasy.
Now, some critics sense a sixties vibe here. I'm getting more twenties or thirties; it actually puts me in mind of John Bartlett's “Barstow” collection from seven years ago, if a bit more upmarket (and somewhat less dependent on big asses to fill out the pants - though for me, big ass always wins regardless of pants).