When I was little, my cousin that is 5 years older used to play dress up with me, a kid of 5. She always picked any odd looking piece of clothing from grandpa’s wardrobe and put it on me. She then locked me outside and waited for people to spot me. Well I get the feeling they either were somehow locked out with this awful clothes or they simply saw it on a hot looking model or celebrity and thought it would suit them well. Well, I respect a brother’s taste in clothes, but this is too damn much. Follow up to The Ghettofabulous Prom.

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