Er, Cher Lloyd, what kind of goddamn excuse for an outfit is that?!

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We’ve seen some truly hideous outfits in our time – don’t forget we write about Katie Price for a living – but the catsuit Cher Lloyd was wearing when she performed at G-A-Y in London last night really takes the biscuit.

Honest to god, the cartoon print monstrosity she squeezed her teeny tiny body into, is possibly ones of the worst pieces of clothing we have ever seen. EVER. Forever ever.

We’re speechless.

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