And I’m serious—aside from the fact that the dress is ugly as sin and looks like it could have been purchased off of the clearance rack at Fashion Bug—in 1992, she’s looking pretty normal, taking into consideration how much tweaking’s been done to her face and how the sun’s rays have ravaged her skin. Janice is wearing minimal makeup, which is a big thing for her, and though she’s still rocking the stilettos, they’re more demure and classy—hardly f-ck-me pumps that are generally one step away from treading in Courtney Stodden‘s Lucite Seduction Territory.
But I don’t know, guys. Even though she’s looking loads better than she normally does (which means an almost-one-hundred-percent improvement), it’s really hard to look at this woman while trying to take her seriously and just knowing that she’s the one who made Scott Disick look for her fake teeth during a public dinner because she’d taken them out and put them down God-knows-where.
Last, I think this past year is probably the most we’ve ever talked about Janice Dickinson in the entire history of Evil Beet. So, despite every negative connotation that all of her posts have sort been BFFs with, it’s a good thing for Janice, here, right? Sure.
By the way, this is Janice Dickinson in 1978. Just in case your super-charged venti latte didn’t blow your mind enough this morning:
… I know, right?