Couture armour against the sun

I have been conquered by the sun. I must go to my go-to for sustenance. Such being in the form of a strapless dress for relief of my burnt shoulders and neck, and a giant hood, fit for Athena herself, so I can go out for a chai frappucino. Or to conquer a planet not bullied by the sun. Perhaps I need to work out a next-hour delivery plan with ArtLab

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