Stripes! And they're going more than one direction! In the same article of clothing! My mind is blown! And then she had to go and be ironic with the fedora/sundress dichotomy. Like an automatron (just hatched that word, auto + matron = zombie-like pursuit of something while laboring under the added aesthetic weight of eye bags), I could not stop myself from taking this photo. Also I couldn't stop myself from cutting off the tippy top of the hat. And I had to deal with a heckler, as my neighbor, a known cellist, happened by. It was a busy moment indeed.