Cheap is too generous a term for this slop. It’s simply depressing— resembling something conjured by some generic mid-range department store’s weekly flyer somewhere in the American midwest, sometime in the early-90s, where matronly but practical geriatric loafers, and mum-jeans with pleats and high-waist is pure practicality rather than fashionable. But the most hilarious prize displayed is that Daniel Lee-wannabe dayglo-green suit with the oversized houndstooth that ends up looking more like a clown’s plus-size costume… It’s all so discount-Chanel-through-the-eyes-of-a-Wisconsin-bigbox-store, circa 1993. Just overwhelms me with depression.