It’s any bridesmaid’s (nightmare, that is) who sees this dress:
I thought the butt bow was bad enough, now we have a boob bow? Heh heh. Boob bow. Say that five times fast.
Fortunately for all my friends, I’m not having bridesmaids. I figure it’s a win/win: I’ll ask the girls who I would have asked to be my bridesmaids to be with me the day of the wedding to get ready (win), they don’t have to buy an ugly dress (win) and I don’t have to pretend to like said ugly dress (win). Okay, so maybe it’s a win/win/win situation.