Sometimes the New York in me really comes out to shine. You know, that Nolita street style that you just can't package and sell at a store. It comes from the hungry within-- the boss lady who knows what her day is going to entail, and dresses the part.
Besides, mixing voluminously billowing MC Hammer-esque silhouettes doesn't scream sexy unless you let it. There's a bit of an art behind the mash-up. Here it goes...