The way she teamed the elaborately pieced skirt, with denim and boots and silver dollar belt buckle, had me in a Montana state of mind. Well aren't i just as wrong as first cousins. Again. I'll give you ten guesses and you still wouldn't land on the provenance of this anika-get-your-kolishnikov marvel. Give up?
Well raise my rent, right? When I think of Poland, I think of women who look like kruschchev in babushkas, blond achieved by the most toxic means possible and borscht. Cotton? No, cotton doesn't come to mind at all.
This pioneering woman is in the education arm of Rockford, Illinois' Burpee Museum of Natural History, and was attending a conference in Poland. Skirtsky happened.