
For one hot, glorious, shining moment I thought this was a cape. Like, a crazy cape/crop-top combo. We'd call it the CapeTopCrop. The CaToCro, for short. And we would spend ALL YEAR bemoaning it. "CaToCros are NOT tops and NOR ARE THEY CAPES!" we would wail.

Alas, it's actually a dress with TREMENDOUS cut-outs AND enormous sleeves, the kind of sleeves you could use as a parachute should someone push you out of a plane (as they might).

At least her extensions are nice and shiny.

Aw, man. I had that bodysuit back in the day. Just looking at it, I smell the Zima and hear the Third Eye Blind. Thanks for making me feel young again, girl.
