ABSTRACT
Phyllis Diller trots onto a nightclub stage dressed in a Mad Magazine version of an evening gown. Silver lamé is bunched into knee length ruffles, while the rest of the costume puffs out to imply a Humpty Dumpty body. Under her armpits, more lamé sags like a glitzy trash can liner and finishes in ruffles at the wrists. A blue satin bodice balloons skyward toward padded, pointy shoulders. Diller seems to be not so much dressed as upholstered into the semblance of a shiny, stuffed toy.
