Front view.
Back view. The anatomical dress. Lady Gaga, eat your, ahem, heart out.
Update: I am fighting off another virus and last night in bed, all hopped up on cough syrup, visions of this dress danced in my brain. I imagined a whole routine for either Lady Gaga or Tina Fey entitled "Baring My Soul." (I am sure Lady Gaga could write a lovely song for the concept.) The performer would begin by wearing a tight-fitting black coatdress, decorated with naked breasts, pubic area, and buttocks. At some point this would be torn off, to reveal the dress above. And for the finale, the internal organs dress would be removed and a large white vinyl cloud would pouf out around the performer. Representing her soul, get it? I'm not sure how exactly this would work -- perhaps the mechanism would be similar to the one used in airbags. Surely Lady Gaga's people could figure it out.
I get my best ideas after ingesting a lot of cough syrup. Unfortunately, in order to fully appreciate them, you'd probably have to ingest a lot of cough syrup, too.
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