What was she going to do, anyway? Seriously, she wore a dress of steak. STEAK. How do you get to a higher level of being outrageous from that—with a sea shell bra and g-string? No, no, not really. We were all expecting her shock value to climb and climb and climb, forgetting that at a certain point we’d be so used to it that she could walk around naked with an panda glued to her head and we wouldn’t even blink.
And if you’re still not done discussing it, I’d like to take a moment to reflect on this gem: