
Oh, Heidi. You are SO HEIDI. I really thought she had taken a step past Sexy Funeral Panties but APPARENTLY NOT.

Maren, at the CMAs, debuted a new styling team that put her in the most hideous Francesco Scognamiglio that seriously looked like something KimKard would've killed for two or three years ago. And now she's in slinky Julien Macdonald webbing, which also allies with their tastes. Y'ALL. WE DON'T NEED ANOTHER ONE. THERE ARE FIVE OF THEM ALREADY.

This may not seem sheer, until you realize that, yes -- or YAS, I guess -- you're staring at her nipples.

I guess Donatella was in a Raggedy Corpse Bride phase? This is sheer on a minor technicality, as I'm not sure that's a complete skirt, but... we can see through AND around it, so. COUNT IT.

Oh, girl. You are not the story. Don't try to be.

Liz Hernandez works for E!, and was doing some fashion stuff from inside Madison Square Garden. In this. Was there an employees only contest at E! for Most Thigh on the Airwaves?

This loon got here for the sheer gloves. She and Donnie Wahlberg gave a pretty hideous interview all about some disgusting cake she had made which echoed the gross ways they pledge their eternal devotion to each other -- not gross as in sweet; gross as in... well, you decide -- and Giuliana actually turned to the camera and made a "WTF?!? I REGRET THIS" face.

This actually might not be sheer, in the end. But it sure wanted us to wonder, and I might've seen a flash at the sides, so I say again: COUNT IT. Wanting to be sheer is basically sheer in spirit, right?
