There are distressed boyfriend jeans, embellished girly jeans, Daisy Dukes so itty-bitty that their striped pocket flaps are hanging below the hemlines.
She still has a reluctant stage presence (perhaps owing to her age), with a tendency to pick her fingernails or hook her thumbs into her Daisy Dukes when not singing.
The elegant blue-haired lady in her seersucker suit wearing marbled, oversized purple sunglasses, and the pretty twenty-something gal in a tank top and daisy dukes.