This is a typical picture of a girl stuck in the limbo phase of fashion trends. She looks normal, and has stuck to some classic attire for a night on the town. A medium sized skirt, under-top and a girly jacket thing. Generally no alarm bells are ringing on the dipshit scale yet (other than the stupid pose).
Same girl, a few more weeks after lame trend sets in. Notice how the top half of her body doesn't seem too bad, but underneath we can see the early signs of a pretentious shithead setting in. The socks have the combination of being ugly, puke colored and a patchy, uncomfortable design. And what the hell is she wearing on her feet? Looks like battered plimsolls covered in shit.
The girl I've chosen for my example here is real. Her name is Cheryl, and she used to be my friend. After I saw this picture I promptly deleted her from my phone and slapped myself for ever knowing her. If there was a civilization that stood for personal pride, this picture would be the disease that wiped them out. Almost everything she's wearing screams for attention. The fluorescent hair, the shitty bronze jewellery, the tights that look like a burgundy colored carpet from the 80's. And this bitch didn't smoke before either.
Don't get me wrong, I chose this girl for a reason. I chose her because underneath all the peripherals she's not ugly, she's actually quite pretty. But she's an asshole. She's an asshole because she buys into all this crap, and thus has the personality of a brick. I refuse to waste anymore time on posers that blindly follow trends into oblivion from now on. Get an identity that doesn't involve mimicking others, or get eaten. Sheep mimic each other and they get eaten, because they're stupid. Don't make the same mistake.