An Open Letter to 2009, a Warning for 2010
2009,
It’s not us, it’s you. We don’t think we should see each other any more. In the beginning we liked you because you were dangerous and new. But your cheeks have lost their luster and you’ve proven yourself to be a total jerk. Bad news bears.
Let us count the ways you have wronged us through fashion:
What did Luella ever do to you? (Image courtesy of Style.com)
Iconic fashion brands shuttered their doors, had mass layoffs or filed for bankruptcy. The long list of victims includes: Christian Lacroix, Yoji Yamamoto, Luella Bartley and Phi. Even Chanel (Chanel!) laid people off. Martin Margiela left his line. No one was safe.
Even Lady Gaga herself can't really pull off this look.
The “no pants” movement. Ladies, unless you’re the Lady herself, wear some pants.
Dude. (Image courtesy of JustJared.com)
Lindsay Lohan at Ungaro. Really?
“I die.” Rachel Zoe, you’re lovely. Please come up with a new catch phrase in 2010.
Tavi, we love you. Please stop being so awesome. Our ego can't take it.
Miniature bloggers that are totally rad but make us feel bad about ourselves and our shoe collection. Tavi and Jane – we're looking at you.
The Snuggie. We get it. Blankets are akin to straightjackets, sleeves rule. Please go away.
Vote no on Operation Palin Hair. (Image courtesy of NY Times blog)
Hair styles inspired by Sarah Palin and Kate Goslin.
THE ECONOMY.
In conclusion, 2009, lose our number. Don’t call. Don’t write. Don’t leave notes on our car. It’s just creepy.
2010,
We have high hopes for you. Don't let us down. Play nice and please bring us:
* A Los Angeles Fashion Week that is only one week long and totally awesome.
* Inspiration from a decade that doesn’t remind us of being completely awkward kids with braces dressed head-to-toe in matching neon everything.
* Cash money. We are all so tired of not having it.
