I have a weird nostalgia for the 2000s, including the fashion of that time. Which is conflicting, because the fashion wasn't so great.
There were all sorts of weird things going on:
1.Gaucho pants.
2.Those spaghetti-strap camis with the built-in shelf bras.
3.The 2000s-does-'70s striped long-sleeved polo shirts with the uncomfortably large collar.
4.And whatever you'd categorize this look as:
Like everyone, I went through a bunch of phases. For example, in the early 2000s, I wore exclusively Aéropostale. Everything I wore had to say "Aéropostale" on it.
Then, I "graduated" to wearing exclusively American Eagle. Everything I wore had to be from American Eagle.
Included in the American Eagle ensemble was a pair of ridiculously low-rise flare jeans. They were so fucking low that it makes me uncomfortable to see them in photos.
By the time I was in 12th grade, I had relented to having maybe one or two items in my wardrobe that were from thrift stores (God forbid!) rather than exclusively straight-from-the-mall horrors. But overall, still bad.
By around 2006, my style took a turn. Not really for the worse, because it was already pretty garbage. I decided I wanted to be emo, or more artsy, or something. I don't know.
Just so everyone knew I was definitely going to art school, I cut my hair and dyed my bangs red (but just underneath, so it wasn't too edgy).
Then, the late 2000s rolled around. And in the wake of our mid-2000s mistakes, we gained a whole set of other fashion problems, like an awkward leggings obsession, and Kate Gosselin hair.
Just think. Someday all our 2000s clothes will be in a museum. And rightly so — they deserve to be ogled at in confusion.
