The black jumpsuit probably.

Maybe it would be too much. It’s more of a dinner party outfit. Palazzo pants and jewel-encrusted cuffs feel more appropriate for throwing a wine glass than mourning your mother. Then again, she believed in showing up dressed better than the occasion called for. “Better to be the nicest dressed in the room than the worst.”

She was a doctor, but most of my strongest memories of my mother involve clothes. Which makes no sense, because I’m your female friend who hates shopping. I mean… I hate shopping. I remember sitting underneath the clothes carousels at…

Elizabeth Hackett

Screenwriter. Redhead. Don’t tell my parents I’m on here.

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