11. You Forgot the Front of Your Shirt
This top seems can only be the result of a high-stakes game of fashion chicken, where the designer veered off at the last possible second, leaving us with a garment that screams both “I’m chic!” and “I’ve just barely survived a close encounter with a paper shredder.”
It’s as if the wearer attended a toga party and left with only the memories and a sliver of the tablecloth. The top walks a fine line, quite literally, between innovative fashion statement and a plea for a needle and thread, or at the very least, a safety pin or two.
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