Now, we're not exactly sure what life struggle would cause someone to do this to one's self, but it needs to be said that New York weather does not fuck around. Have you ever walked seven city blocks because the capitalist, corrupt MTA subway system is acting up, yet again, forcing you to somehow just accept that your thigh-chafing is just a normal thing? Not that the subterranean alternative is much better: There is literally not a single piece of clothing that can make 90-degree, completely breezeless weather in a concrete subway bunker any better than being above ground. (We've got a hunch that the sisters don't take public transport all that often.) So, we'd say the twosome has officially out-Olsen'd themselves.