U.G.L.Y.

I've been lucky. Of the weddings I've been asked to be a part of, the brides have all had the foresight to pick lovely dresses that if not exactly wearable a second time around (not many occasions to attend the opera) look smashing hanging in my closet.

And then there are these unlucky lasses.

For your viewing pleasure (and deeply gratifying sense of schadenfreude), People Magazine has compelled the moritified, the shamed, the taffeta to come out of hiding and do something useful with those heinous bridemaids dresses.

Like put them on the internet for the world to see.