... And from the back...
($69, Claudette, Scoop NYC)
God forbid, my house were on fire and I were asleep inside, naked, and, implausibly, this were the ONLY thing I could grab before fleeing the scene, I wouldn't even do it. I'd rather be caught completely nude than greet New York's finest in this hideola schmatte.
($69, Michael Kors, Scoop NYC)
This abomination is named "Suri." Now, I know it's not nice to make fun of little kids, but this shoe is hideous, and that little child looks like a strange foreign man. There. I said it.
($690, Charlotte Solnicki, Bleuclothing.com)
Five words: Eastern. European. Mail. Order. Bride.