Fucghel Zoe

I like to think I don't actually scare that easily, but I admit to being afraid of a few things here.

One is that Rachel Zoe is contemplating how to tear the flesh from my skeleton, and the other is that her overwhelming animal-print caftan might turn out to be a bit see-through. I mean, am I crazy, or do I spy a thigh? That might actually frighten me more than the prospect of her making steak tartare out of my face.