
As I noted in the Pats and Eddy post, this is a very normal look for Bubble, comparatively speaking. IT SHALL NOT LAST.

And we're off! She looks like a Keebler elf.

Here, in France, Eddy looks like a normal human in 1992, HUGE SWEATER and all. You should know that Bubble is actually wearing a jumpsuit. It's like a giant onesie.

Who hasn't gone to work wearing a giant feathered wreath around her head?

And who hasn't gone to her boss's father's funeral as her designated mourner in a giant white fluffy coat and a fez? (Note: Bubble wears this coat more than once. Also, Mother looks rather chic.)

It was not the 4th of July. America was not even mentioned in this scene. Which is hilarious.

In which Pats is merely an obstacle in Bubble's way.

Season three here is where the show decided to dial Bubble's outfits up to....not even 11. Like 43.

You young people need to know that this hair is a very extreme version of what A LOT of women were doing to their heads with tiny butterfly clips in 1995. I don't know what to tell you. The 90s were very weird.

I imagine that Bubble went to a lot of raves in her off hours. Which, mentally, were all of them.

She might be wearing a Muppet here.

And I worry Big Bird was involved in this somehow. (Amusing sidenote: The man she is sitting next to is the assistant to Eddy's biggest PR rival, and his name is Squeak, making them Bubble and Squeak, after the iconic British foodstuff.)

I'm probably going to wear this to work tomorrow.

Sure, everyone needs SOME version of the quintessential French maid outfit, especially in a professional setting.

That skirt looks like a New Year's Eve party that would turn out to be really, really fun. Except for the infestation of shoulder-caterpillars.

This is the obvious choice for a day trip to Paris.

The best part about the orange netting is that when she stood up, they were shaped like old-school jodhpurs.
Is it wrong that I kind of want to try on the psychedelic cape?

Here, she is clearly a walking child's beanbag chair.

This all seems quite normal, suddenly.

As does this. It doesn't take much of Bubble to change your definition of "fine."

I assume a hoedown was imminent.

She would make a magnificent elf.

I always found Bubble best in very small doses, but what potent doses they were.

If Newsies were rewritten into a horror movie about crafting.

Who even knows. (I googled Pat's Arctic Cat and it comes up with a snowmobile service place in Pennsylvania.)

ALERT: SKIRT OF TIES. Kelly Clarkson and Bubble officially have something in common. Actually Bubble might have made From Justin To Kelly a lot more watchable.

We badly needed one more glimpse of that skirt, plus how Seussian the headgear is.

Contrary to the visuals, this was not a five-year old's birthday party.

Bubble with an even louder voice: terrifying.

I could not resist a shot of Bubble consuming bubbles.

And this, I knew Fug Nation would appreciate. She's describing the royal wedding to Saffy, who has been in prison, and here is using two soft pretzels to pretend to be Bea.

You THINK you're drinking it all in, and then you notice the cats on her socks.

This appears to be a calmer era of Bubble, though, in general.

Albeit one with a lot of hair sprigs.

This was from the Olympics episode. I would like to have seen her build a velodrome for that tricycle.

Instead, she made a balance beam behind the couch. Say what you will about her effectiveness as an assistant, but she DOES have an industrious streak.
