In other news, I'm also a comedian.
Seriously, though. There are several things that I can almost guarantee you that I wont like in one year.
And they are . . . (cue facetious drumroll request followed by kitschy digestible numbered list) :
#1. Brussel Sprouts.
See lately, I've been on this major sprouts kick. You know, though, when you eat so much of something that you start to throw up in your mouth a little bit the next time you eat it?
#2. Plaid everything.
My midwestern self will always hold a place in my heart for plaid, but plaid EVERYTHING!? All at once? All the time?
I will, however, maintain my affection for whatever wholly obnoxious all (or nothing) trend comes into play in said year.
Velvet onesies? Sign me up.
#3. "Track" pants.
Loved 'em when I was 10.
Hated 'em till I was 22.
Will [very] likely be over them by the time I'm 24.
Though at this rate, it does look like my thirties will be full of faux sportswear bottoms.
#4. White shoes.
Because, really - How long can this whole white phenomenon thing last?
Frankly, I have a feeling that the white shoe fetish may be a bit of a theoretical thing anyhow - something that's great for fashion photography, but not so hot for like - walking or moving or really just life in general unless you coincidentally happen to be a particularly clean & fashionable hermit.
So bring on the petrol, 2014.
#5. Over-exaggerated side parts.
Me and my side-swept hair, lately. Am I right?
I don't know what it is about the 80s that has suddenly infiltrated my mane, but I'm guessing that within a year's time I'll realize the error of my low maintenance ways.
Unless, of course, I defy history and look back at a past photo of mine and say "I'm so glad that I took so little time making myself look presentable for that picture."
don't hold your breath for that one.
#6. These pictures.
I'll hate all these outfits, all my facial expressions, all my poses ... pretty much everything except the artistry of the images themselves.
Because I'm young and fickle and evolving and perpetually in style and self-image transition.
|shirt: Zara, pants: J. Crew, shoes: Tildon via Nordstrom, watch: La Mer|
How do you think you'll feel about yourself one year from now? Is it nearly impossible to know what, within a year, you'll disdain, and what will somehow manage to stay fresh?
Is there a formula?
Photos by Matt Engelhart