A slave to fashion is the new awesome

In the past few years, I have started to notice how much all this fashion magazine brainwashing really works. How often did I look back at the 80's and roll my eyes at the fashion distaster that I considered that decade? And when all the runway models and fashionistas in New York started sporting the pointy toe in the early 2000s, I wrinkled my nose and wondered at the state of the fashion world.

Yet back in 2003, what became a staple of my wardrobe? Pointy toed shoes. Pointy flats, pointy heels, pointy heels that were almost flat. All my shoes were pointy, pointy, pointy.

The same thing happened with the skinny jean. I would stare at the size 0 models sporting them and shake my head, telling people that only anorexics could pull that style off. Yet a year later, what did you see when you opened my drawers? Skinny jeans in droves. Some of them even have zippers at the ankle. I am literally living the fashion life that my 1984 self had envisioned.

So now I am scared, because what are all the magazines flaunting right now? High-waisted pants.

I think they look strange and elongate funny parts of a woman's body. They seem awfully 70's to me. I can't stand tucking shirts into pants. But I am already starting to like the high-waisted look on skirts, so I can tell that 6 months from now I am probably going to be eating my words with a big, fat high-waisted spoon.