omg ugly dress makes good! (kind of, eventually, maybe)

All right, bitchez. I know my PR. I suffered through the sixth season. Hell, I watched Launch My Line. I know a quickfire challenge when one gets called out on me. Bring it. Go-go ugly clown pants dress!

It’s not done – there’s a weird thing going on in the armpits and I should probably embiggen the darts on the shoulders, and the skirt isn’t hemmed or actually attached at all yet. Also, if I stand very, very still, the boobs appear to fit, but as soon as I start to breath the whole dress kind of rides up into a weird shelf under my boobs, and I frankly have absolutely no idea what to do about that. I think the best fix will to be continue to stand very, very still.

Anyway, here’s the thought: I could either shorten it to just barely below the knee and throw under a petticoat or something, and go Betty:

Or I could skinny up the whole joint and pull a full Joan:

Either way, though, this was kind of an awesome idea that I really just wouldn’t have considered. I was pretty convinced that this was going to look like Clown Pants Times Ten, but it just kind of looks like those cute retro Betty Page girls you always see throwing cats at their boyfriends. (It’s a PR reference. It’s funny.)

Digby, incidentally, was FURIOUS that I moved the mirror to a strange new spot in the house. Kept boxing angrily with her reflection.