I am an unashamed fashion-hoe; the putting together of potential outfits takes up an embarrassingly large amount of my brain space. And yet there are certain trends that come along every once in a while that makes even hardened clothes-lovers such as myself go ‘…wait, they’re wearing what now?!’ Here are just a few examples of such abominations.
Crocs. Really? I mean…no, really? What is it about a garishly coloured plastic clog that is so inexplicably appealing to people? I mean, I suppose if you were frolicking in the sea and wanted to avoid your feet being stung by jellyfish then yeah maybe, but we live in England, where the possibility of the sea being warm enough to frolic in in the first place is slim to none. Sort it out people.
Uggs. Another shoe whose appeal seems to have flown right over my head. I get that they’re comfy, but surely they must also be in the running for the most impractical shoe every invented? They’re made of fabric, therefore completely non-waterproof! And again, this is England, we practically invented rain!
Harem pants. Don’t get me wrong, loose trousers are fantastic for hiding a multitude of sins. But trousers that sag around the crotch to the point where the wearer gives the appearance of having a full nappy? Not so much.
Bandeau tops/dresses. How do they always manage to make even the skinniest, perkiest of boob among us look like their chest is heading south at an alarming rate? Surely one of the great mysteries of the universe, no?
Onesies. Because apparently a grown adult wearing what is essentially a baby-grow is ok now. For some reason.