Ummmmmm . . . No.

How many times do we have to go through this?

No boots with your pajamas!

Come In Agent 99 . . .

. . . I have KAOS in sight.

Oh. Wait.   Never mind 99, it's just my reflection in a mirror. 

What IS That Around Her Neck?

a.)  a sofa cushion?
b.)  her leftover holiday wreath?
c.)  a giant donut with chocolate frosting & nuts with a scoop of raspberry sorbet?

And I won't even start on the robot boots . . .

Magic Scarves!

Hmmm . . . not magical yet.  And only $9.99?!?
A new fashion low. And you thought it couldn't be done. 

Don't You Match Your Hair to Your Fur?

She did.

And it almost worked.

Until she rasied her head.

"I need a mirror here!"

Fashion Duo . . .

. . . needs a fashion do over.

This Man Made the Dreadful Mistake . . .

. . . of using Photoshop instead of his mirror.  He accidently put some kids legs on his torso.

Santa's Summer Look . . .

. . . really says ho - ho - HO.

From the House of Shred . . .

. . . the latest in funeral fashion.  Eee-gads!

Donna Saran on the Runway . . .

. . . with an ensemble that surpasses the ultimate stretch-n-seal wrap.

In fact, I don't think industrial shrink wrap is that tight.

DO NOT ENTER . . .

. . . if you're wearing those pants.  Seriously?

And Talking About Casting Calls . . .

. . . are they re-making Moulin Rouge already?

Someone get her a feather headdress - QUICK!

Please Tell Me . . .

. . . there's an audition for Best Little Whorehouse in Texas.
Please.

Because that's the one & only time that outfit even came close to working.

Yes, Mommy Dearest . . .

. . . you're little pooch is sneaking a peek and thinking - "Leave it to you to know where to find the boys AND the booze."

The Hick-sey Chicks . . .

. . . hit the big city.  yee haw.

Queer Eye for the Straight Guy . . .

. . . ended far too soon.  Where oh where are you now, Fab 5?