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The Burberry stuff reminds me of a hip Christopher Robin. AA Milne + Burberry = Brits. That makes sense. And I say this as a compliment. I loved the clothes and I loved Winnie the Pooh. The original, gentle Pooh. Not the hyped up version now.
There's also a little Chanel going on too. This pic from 1928 (80 years ago, bitches!)