Does this even qualify as a “dress”?
Congratulations Haley Bracken, you’ve made it. You’ve gone to a sporting awards night basically topless and now your photo is in all the papers. Your parents must be so proud.
What next? Attending the 2011 Allan Border medal with no pants on?
Someone needs to explain to me the point of this race to the bottom of the scrap fabric bin that we’re exposed to twice a year: once at cricket’s “night of nights” and then at the other end of the year at AFL’s Brownlows.
Is there some kind of reward for the WAG who turns up in the tackiest, ugliest “self designed” outfit? (I love how they’re usually “self designed”, no actual designer would put their name to them).
Did Mrs Bracken wake up this morning with a TV deal, or a $100,000 cheque under her pillow? Because then perhaps I could understand why she decided to leave her dignity at home last night.
But instead I think there’s a formula at play here. The less productive one’s day job, the less material in one’s dress.
At the opposite end of this spectrum last night was sports presenter Lee Furlong who wore this:
Funny she didn’t feel the need to modify her outfit by cutting holes in the fabric over her breasts and accessorising with some nipple tassels. Thank you Lee.
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