Except for the part when Carrie Underwood won American Idol and proceeded to lose half her body weight, I generally enjoy and don’t hate on her. But this dress is Out Of Control. I don’t even think you’d see a great grandma wear this ruffled explosion to a funeral.
That dress would look good crumpled up at the foot of my bed (thanks 1990 joke book).
I would carry that thing around like Linus after I found out Carrie wore it…and I’d be smelling it… a lot.