Lisidolly has been a daddy’s girl since before she was born – he had her name picked out ahead of time because he wanted a girl so badly. She was almost predestined to love her femininity and embrace her curves. Hundreds of dresses and shoes later, some of which her father buys for her on business trips, she wouldn’t be caught dead or alive in skinny jeans or sweats. Accustomed to the attention of adoring men, Lisidolly’s bedroom that she shares with her husband is lined with racks of pattern on patterned silks and rows of Lanvin ballet slippers. A vintage argyle DVF print here or a Tuleh pink patterned one there, the man of her dreams rolls over in the morning and literally picks out her outfits. Lisidolly’s Audrey Hepburn-esque good looks, high ponytail and all, makes everything look classically rich. Even an H&M cream polka dot dress appears dignified, especially when mixed with her staple leopard pump.