The Pudge didn’t miss out on the action either, although it was concealed by the over skirt, it went as Elizabeth the First* proudly displaying it’s name tag. Everyone though it had “great handwriting” for a fetus.
I made Gavin’s fur vest (by hand) and helped track down appropriately blingy accessories (the Christmas aisle, hot glue and rhine stones). With the shoulder pads, Gavin was so wide he couldn’t fit through the door, and he also had problems putting his arms all the way down.
My mom made my costume about 10 years back, fortunately, the empire waist allowed it to flow nicely over the Pudge. Several strings of pearls, a rather gaudy “B” and a home made French Visor completed the costume.
*Regardless of costume choices we still are unaware of the Pudge’s gender, it is also highly UNlikely to be named “Elizabeth”