Apparently, this dress is tweed, the concept of which I enjoy.
In practice, though, I get a bit distracted by how it looks like a very old sea creature has ambled onto the mainland and slurped and usurped her flesh. See those two little cornets on her bustline? Eyes. The front ruffle? A frowny walrus-like mouth.
I don’t want to get into what the back makes me think of, so instead I’ll suggest that it’s like discovering that your brand-new all-weather camping parka unzips into a tarp.
So why am I putting it to a vote? Because all that amphibious imagery is making me afraid for my sanity, like maybe somebody snuck into my room at night and painted my much-gnawed thumbnails with hallucinogens. Have they done that on Days of our Lives yet? They should.