This dress weighs one hundred and ten pounds. It was premiered a week or two ago at Couture Week in Paris. (Yeah, I missed it, too. I don't know how these things slip past my radar. Or, raise your hand if you didn't know Couture Week existed until reading that sentence. High five!)
Doesn't this seem like a step in the wrong direction, ladies? Doesn't this dress seem like a hearty slap in the makeup-less face of feminism? We've managed to get rid of the whalebone corsets. We can wear pants now. Nylons are on their way out. I have some serious beef with these Parisian fashion designers, I'll tell you what. Give me something I can work with, guys.