All virgin vanilla, sweet transparent linen intelligently designed to hide my heavenly body, Anthropologie’s lace tunic is God’s answer to my prayers—Jesus must have a queer eye for the straight girl named Kristopher, because I feel my holy spirit willing I’d wear this blouse to my first-born bro’s super Christian, super casual wedding in July.
So otherworldly innocent—
It’d go great over fishnets and five-inch heels.