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I would mourn the loss of Marc Jacobs' personal style by covering my face with my abuelita's funeral veil, but this has put me off black lace for a while. This is the fancy ball version of the "prep school 4th grader at Liberace's Thanksgiving pageant" mess that Marc wore in March. The memory of the Niña, the Pinta and the Santa María don't deserve this. I can take the shoes since they look like they were worn by the first settlers of Plymouth Cock and I can almost take the...

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