
Let's talk about the dress, though: I love the purple, and I like the basic idea, but all that waist bling might be a WEE bit of overkill. They're like incredibly glamorous potholders. If Elizabeth Taylor (RIP) ever baked anything, she would have dragged it out of the oven and thrown it at Richard Burton while wearing those.

Point one: I love those earrings.
Point two: This is where I started to suspect that perhaps the ACMs brought their own wind machine.

Right? Either that, or Carrie was multi-tasking by shooting a Pantene ad on the red carpet.

Per usual, Carrie changed clothes for her performance, and she chose some sort of zip-up corset, a tutu, and a microphone that may or may not be where Stevie Wonder gets his hair. Why is she all kitted out like some kind of clean country Ke$ha? Well, because she was not performing alone.

CARRIE: Who is this woman?
STEVEN: It's STE-E-E-E-EEEEE-VEEEEEEN.... Tyler.
CARRIE: ... Are you sure?
STEVEN: Yes, it's CRAAAAA-ZYYYY, craaaa-zyyyyy, crazy....
CARRIE: You smell like feet.
STEVEN: Feet in an elevatorrrr, WOOOOOOO!
CARRIE:So because I won Idol, and you're hosting Idol, that means you have to perform with me?
STEVEN: Yeeeeeeeeeah!!!!
CARRIE: And you're wearing pants and a giant coat and some scarfy thing? That's totally MY thing. You're like a cross between me and Miley Cyrus.
STEVEN: And it's AMAYYYYYYYY-ZIIIIING.

CARRIE: It kind of IS. I find myself strangely attracted to you.STEVEN: Get in line.
