This helmet awarded my sister the coveted and equally detested fugly trophy. It demonstrates why children and plaster of paris should never be left alone together. The end result is not necessarily the most attractive piece of artistry to adorn a household. The helmet doesn't fit on an adult's head but is still quite big and heavy and therefore gets bonus points for inconvenience. The helmet initiated the competitiveness in us all and so began the thirst for ultimate victory. This thirst is only satisfied when witnessing the crowning glory of the trophy displayed in an unwelcoming home. A victory all the sweeter safe in the knowledge of another year of immunity free of the fugliest constraint.
