I have a well-documented love for all things schoolgirl. Short, full skirts and collared shirts. Oxfords, penny loafers, and mary janes. At the
Ostwald Helgason presentation, The Schoolgirl and her cousin The Tomboy were everywhere.
But the patterns were bold. The colors were vibrant. The blazers were gilded. And none of it was juvenile.
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