This specimen of profound vulgarity, spotted at the Beverly Hills Neiman Marcus between cases of Baccarat and Limoges, is a jewel-encrusted Mister Potato Head. I took some snapshots with my phone: one, two, three. The last time I saw such meretricious merch off Rodeo Drive was some hand grenade perfume next door, at Saks 5th Avenue.
Previously on BoingBoing: Darth Tater.