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There have been a ton of fads lately that seriously make my eyebrow twitch out of disgust. There was the period back in my shantytown of a high school where girls decided that ill-fitting plaid shorts were a trend. Then came the fake designer (points if its Louis Vuitton) toolbelt-cum-fannypacks. There was even a gleaming moment where pajama pants, the epitome of "I don't give a fuck" style was lauded by the school populace. Who needs fashion when you've got Spongebob plastered all over your legs?

But now that I've gotten into fashion blogging, I notice that there's always that coveted piece that pops up on every single blog. From the Balenciaga suede oxfords to the Forever 21 cross ring that vanished from existence as soon as it was made the 'it' thing to have. (Seriously, they're being sold on eBay for at least ten times what they're worth.)

This is what's really irking me at the moment. These butt ugly shoes with a surprisingly fitting name, meaning that they must be extinguished from existence.



WHAT. THE. HELL. IS. SO. SPECIAL. ABOUT. THESE. SHOES.

Ok, they have a mirror-ish sole. Ok, they're black. Ok, they're wedges. But they look so damn big and bulky, like they weigh a good ten pounds. There is absolutely nothing special about these stupid, overpriced designer shoes. And as if that wasn't bad enough. . .



A brown lining at the bottom. Seriously, I rest my case. NEXT!

the downfall of us all

Took a trip to the North Avenue beach yesterday in Chicago with the girls.











He jumped into the photo before he went to the bathroom. We have no idea who this guy is, but he kept looking at us, so I guess he wanted us to remember him. Not bad looking, either.



The water was SO cold, but refreshing. I really love this picture my friend took. Her mohawk is sick.



I was going for glam-casual. I knew the graphic print tee would be a good cover-up, so I added shorts, summer sandals, and the jacket to dress it up a bit. (I had no idea I was posing by a garbage can, by the way.)



NOM, NOM, MOTHERFUCKING NOM.

The beach was a good time. Besides the rude bike riders and run-ins with pigeons, sand, and the occasional football/frisbee/volleyball, we all had fun.

Lollapalooza finally released the day-by-day line-up. Must say, it's...meh.



As you can see, the only people who matter are boxed. Looks like I'm going on the Friday date, even if my best friend wants to see MGMT on the Sunday date.

What do you guys think of this year's lineup?