Ouch. There are missteps and then there are missteps. This was just badbadbad. It's to Michael's credit that he made no bones about it. He knew he had an ugly garment and he didn't try to bullshit anyone over it.
We have to say, even if the ruching had been perfectly executed, this still wouldn't have looked good. Too much. It looks like a fabric pastry.
We loved watching Michael dig a deeper and deeper hole for himself this week. Not because we're masochists, but because he got more and more supercool and laser-focused the further in he got, to the point that each time he spoke his voice got softer and his words more slow and deliberate. Like the whole dress-making thing was just a cover for his secret assassination mission.
For all his zen calm, however, he couldn't keep it off his face when he saw that hot mess on the runway.
That's an "Oh shit" face if ever we saw one.