"Took you long enough," everybody thought when it was announced that Rachel Lindsay would become the first black Bachelorette. As the 31-year-old lawyer prepares to fling roses, kiss heaps of frogs, and make as much use of the Fantasy Suite as she damn well pleases, we offer our styling services to help her break ground in a different way.
With a few more inches of skirt to meet network-TV standards of decency, this saucy little number says "I'm not here to make friends—I'm here to mingle with two lacrosse teams' worth of milquetoast dudes and possibly one out-and-out villain to spice things up." Either way, she'll wow the room (and America), which is the real goal.
For a date early on in the game, she'll drop jaws and incite slap-fights in this romantic off-the-shoulder top and trousers combo. But what's more, she'll overturn the Bachelorette norm of stretchy dresses unless you're in a bikini.
Brilliant idea to pitch to Chris Harrison: Take Your Date to Work Day, where one or more lucky fellas will get the chance to observe Lindsay in action as a civil defense litigation attorney. The main draws will be how she says "Objection!" (all sustained) and her devastating closing statements, but a chic, modest skirt outfit wouldn't hurt either.
Or we could just take all the dates to court to weed out the weak ones and streamline career and love, because modern women can do both, how bow dah? Add a blazer for the more traditional judges, bring up the waist, lower the hem of the crop top, and she's good to maybe let Chad S. buy her a coffee during recess.
But when court is adjourned, she can slip into something that's actually a bit more comfortable: this gorgeous blush dress worn over matching trousers (an ABC first, probably).
Or this robe, which is still technically a "nice top and jeans," for those watching from places where that is the expectation.
She's going to need a good coat for the hometown dates, which are best when they are in autumn and the families are interrogative. (Or, in this case, "you are way too good for my son—seriously, you could do so much better.") But the heart wants what the heart wants, so she can write her own Love Story in camel and fur.
Now, for one of the more nail-biting Rose Ceremonies, we're pulling this rosy Rosie Assoulin—and we will personally pummel Jeremy B. if he ruins it with any of his sad-boy tears.
Whoopee, the Final Rose! This mustard fantasy might be a bit fussier than usual for our girl, but go big or pack all the remaining contestants into a single limo and send them home, right?
And if all goes well...she'll flounce into the post-show chat thingy like "This is what I would've worn had y'all not been losers just in it for the free publicity."