At tonight's The Big Finish party benefiting the High Museum of Art, there were residents of both camps in attendance. Sure, there were some well-dressed Atlanta recessionistas in the house, including the requisite SEC-gameday-esque Tori Burchettes and their bow-tied companions, and what appeared to be fledgling designers slash stylists trolling the halls. But what really caught my attention were those no holds barred fashion don'ts. Here's a quick overview in our first-ever fashion faux pas extravaganza:
Too many brights don't make a right (you can't see the bright gold purse here):


Taking a cue from the brightest girl in the room isn't always smart:

Tam o'shanters aren't cute unless it's St. Patty's Day (and neither are jodhpurs with stockings and partial loafers):

If it's bigger than your head, it's probably not meant to go atop it:

Big props to Candace for helping capture these images.
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