Whoa! Right after wanting to fly the friendly, vintage skies with Paris, I get kicked in the eyes so hard by this Guardian Panther (Black Angel sounded racist) that it makes me rethink my lust for atavistic chic.

Granted, Alicia's much prettier and more talented than Paris, but the beret is to accessories what overalls are to general clothing; practically nobody can pull them off because they're both so dependent on context. To really do the beret you've got to be in France, kinda tipsy off red and taking fun photos with your friends. When all that you're doing is waiting on the world to change at a John Mayer concert, it's really hard to pull off.