
Our fine nation is so proud to be represented thusly.

Cutting off the tulle wouldn't even save this.

This is so hideous from top to toe that I don't even know WHAT you could do.

Sorry to drag you into this, sir, but you should maybe think twice who you stand next to at parties. Use this criteria: Is the person wearing a leotard? If yes, is she a gymnast? If yes, is she currently doing gymnastics and/or about to do gymnastics and/or raising money for gymnastics? If yes, then stay put. If no, back away.

Nice try, but the dictionary does not define "shirt" as "bra," or even, "whatever sort of covers your boobs, mostly."

This would be amusing, were it Halloween. It was not.

Somewhere, Joan of Arc is going, "YES! Now THAT is how to use chain mail."

This is doing HATEFUL, HATEFUL things, both to her, and my eyes.

Props to her for working the leg cast as best she could... or I should say, working the leg cast, because I don't think Minajian Betty Boop pants with Perryish hair and a Stella McC-esque top count as anyone's best. Not even theirs.

Now THAT is committing to a look.

These look like she got run over on the way there.

There is a reason cocktail pajamas aren't a thing anymore.

That is what my legs look like when one of the beans gets hold of the syrup bottle and we have to tussle.

Rihanna wore long versions of those in a music video. If they end up against each other in the Final Four, that'll be fun to contemplate.

I reject this.

I WOULD consider going to the circus for which this person is the ringmaster, but only for free.

Quick, somebody tell her we can see her.

If Maria Von Trapp were Cleopatra's governess, she'd have made this out of some of Luxor's finest drapes.
