when i was a freshman in high school, the closet doors in my bedroom were pretty much a masking taped shrine to the katester. that's a little embarrassing to admit (especially since my mom made me take down the photos that showed her nips cause she thought they were "inappropriate"...insert lots of angsty eye-rolling and adolescent exasperation here) but what i'm trying to say is that my love for the moss runs deep. like early-90s deep. so how could i not dig her a/w line for topshop? i coudn't not. not. what? you know what i'm sayin.