I’m waiting for the word ‘like’ to fade into obscurity. Certainly it has its uses: I like icecream; he looks like Brad Pitt. It’s the frequent injection, like, of the word into, like, places where it has, like, not right to be. Like.
Always a heel; nevah flats. Boots look great with skinny jeans. Either ankle boots under them or mid-calf or knee-high on the outside. Love that look!
Oh, good one. Last few times I replaced my daughter’s frames, we went to every store in town, but we could have stopped at the first one, since they all carried only about two basic styles. And those two were similar to each other.
Let’s see…I hate just about everything, so I’m with you guys so far…how about pants with giant words written across the butt?
I completely agree. In fact, I’m sure that Cruella DeVil would appreciate having her shoes returned to her anyway.
To those fellows who wear the ends of their neckties tossed over their shoulders: please consider the possibility that you now look like an asshole.
Footless tights. Dammit, I want my tights to go all the way over my toes! I’m not wearing your glorified leggings. Please to be putting the feet on my tights now.
… cute striped tights are finally in the stores again, and none of them have any daggone feet… grumble grumble…
My husband calls those “Uhuras.” 
Speaking of which, there’s a fad that I don’t know if I wan to go away, because my husband and I find it endlessly amusing - for young, ultra-hip women to wear cropped pants and tight, black leather boots that make them look like crewmembers on the original Star Trek series. Hah! Ultra-hip people dressing like geeks, all unawares.
The trends I desperately wish would go away are too-tight clothing and bunny-killer shoes. I prefer my clothing to fit me; to me, that means I can still move my arms and breathe while wearing it. I get uncomfortable just looking at all the women in their binding little tight jackets.
gredbioz, it appears that you are trying to be funny, but you’re not really succeeding. If you don’t want to join in the spirit of the discussion at hand, why don’t you move on to another thread?
Haven’t you heard? It’s morphed into a new part of speech, called a ‘quotative’. It ‘quotes’ or introduces a description of the state of some person or object, which is often acted out. I actually find this usage to be clear.
This doesn’t stop me from hearing ‘Valley Girl’ in my head every time I or someone else uses it…
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Add me to the “skinny pants” haters. I don’t understand it. It’s ugly, and I’m having rouble finding pants long enough as it is, do we have to make my ankles any MORE noticeable?
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Also, on the same clip, tights underneath huge sweaters, with no pants anywhere to be seen. Ugh. Ew, ew, ew. I was so glad when this went out of style the first time. Why, oh why is it back?
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Women poofing up their hair again. Especially the trend where they use 1000 tonnes of hairspray, plus teasing, and then clip it down with about 13,450,200 bobby pins into two or three of the most unattractive wads of brillo-looking hair I’ve ever seen. One at the top front of the hair, of course, meaning that soon bangs will be teased into ridiculous waterfalls of hair again.
That’s it… for now.
What probably killed them was the dumb trend to wear them in the summer. Too many boyfriends must have noticed the smelly feet.
Is it any better that every girl under age 6 wears exactly two colors: lavender and pink? And always in combination? Bleh!
I’m sick of seeing low-rise jeans. Ladies, showing asscrack is not flattering, and they make you look like a plumber, even when you’re standing straight up.
Tight jeans that are so tight they cause rolls of pudge to stick out over the top? It’s not “baby fat” - it’s FAT! Blech.
Beards without mustaches. Whether it’s a fluffy pom-pom on your chin, or a scrawny flavor saver, at best they make you look Amish, and at worst, they’re just wrong.
Line beards. Just shave it all off and draw one on with mascara. It will be a lot faster for you in the morning than to do all that fussy trimming and edging.
Fat people who never exercise, eat McDonalds and a bag of Oreos every day and complain about being fat
Jerkoff 20-somethings in their first job who think they’re awesome.
“Youth culture” - since when did adults need to emulate 15 year olds? When you have a real job, money and don’t live with your parents, then you can tell me what’s “cool”.
Not murdering people on My Super Sweet 16 - When did it become cool to NOT drag people like that out into the street and stab them in the face?
X is the new X-Y (ie 30 is the new 20, 60 is the new 40) - It’s not and you aren’t fooling anyone (unless you are me and everyone thinks your 26 when you’re really in your 30s)
Rap/Hip-hop have been around since the late 70s. It’s not going anywhere.
Not a fad, and honestly, how many times do you actually run into that? Every fat person I know - and I’m one myself - acknowledges that eating too many Oreos contributes to being fat.
Still not a fad or a trend. Unless you’re also going to count 30-something grumpy has-beens who hate hearing enthusiasm and idealism as a fad as well.
Trends and fads I hate? Well, the sagging pants one has been around too long to count. The sexualization of girls has been out there for at least ten years, but it’s getting more and more prominent. Several moms I know will only shop at Talbots Kids or other conservative clothing stores, because they don’t feel like pimping out their pre-teen daughters.
I’m also bitterly tired of the fierce partisan hostility in politics, both among our elected representatives and the voters. I realize that we’ve gone through cycles of this in our history, but I really can’t wait for this one to die out. Soon.
On the education side of things, I’m sick of the fads that come and go with no real relation to proven pedagogy. I got my credential five and a half years ago, and only then were they starting to talk about how new teaching theories should be subjected to vigorous research and study. Apparently, they haven’t ever gotten past talking about this. I’m also sick of the overarching philosophy that teachers can fix every problem that comes into their classroom and thus should be held completely responsible for how their students do on standardized tests and grades.
But that’s just me.
What are you? The fad police? Who asked you?
Sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays.
Mine, some of which have been mentioned previously:
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Trampy clothes for young girls, especially preteens.
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The wearing of bedclothes (bedroom slippers, pajama pants) in public. Some cute teen girls *might * be away to get away with the PJ pants, but shuffling around in fuzzy bedroom slippers at the bank or the fast-food joint just makes you look like an idiot, I don’t care who you are.)
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Sagging pants. Speaking of looking like idiots… The only reason that I don’t laugh when I see these goofballs with their shorts hanging out and their pants around their ankles is because I don’t want to get punched out. Then again, they’d have to catch me first and that wouldn’t be so easy while having to hold up their pants to keep from tripping… Oh, and note to potential pants-saggers: a tiny bit of sag with plaid boxers looks sort of vaguely okay if you have a nice body. If you’re pudgy or skinny and wearing tighty-whities, please just…don’t, okay? It’s hard enough to laugh as it is. (No offense intended to pudgy or skinny folks–just to those who make these kinds of unfortunate fashion choices. Me, I wouldn’t be caught dead in any tummy-baring clothes, since I know that nobody wants to see that.)
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People who can’t function without a cell phone stuck to their ear. Dude, unless you’re a doctor you don’t need to be in contact constantly. And honey, if you want to talk to your friend that much, bring her along with you and talk in person. Thanks.
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Offensensitivity, to use Berke Breathed’s word. I’m getting so tired of the “victim mentality” and the way people seem to take offense at anything, whether it was meant or not. Come on, people. Kramer yelling n-words at comedy club crowds is offensive. The lack of a vegetarian character on some hot TV show (for a made-up example) isn’t. Get over it.
I am tired of the fad of those damn kids playing on my lawn.
But seriously…
The re-emergence of popped collars: Seriously, you know it makes you look like a douchebag, right? I mean, how can you not?
The self-righteous, 20-something mortgage-holder: Quit lecturing me about throwing my money away. Some of us just don’t want to own a house, ok? We just don’t all care for the responsibility or for the sometimes large up-front investment. I can invest/make money in plenty of other ways less susceptible to a market crash. In my view, mortgages are for people who are established in one place, usually with kids. I am neither of these things.
Hardwood floors: Dust bunnies abound unless you sweep them every few days and they result in worse acoustics than in a carpeted room. Plus, in older apartments, there’s perils to walking around barefoot on them.
My Super Sweet 16: It needs to be retitled “Why the Terrorists Hate Us.”
Also, According to Pliny, your analysis of remodeling shows was spot on. Very well-thought.
And for that matter, while I do believe reality TV can be good, I feel the genre needs something new that hasn’t been done before; it’s getting stale. The only ones I truly hate are the ones designed to bring out the worst in people, like Temptation Island.
Wooo that reminds me:
Quoting movies or TV shows as if the rest of us haven’t heard that expression before. i.e. “I’m Rick James bitch!” or any reference to a “TPS” report.
Most of mine have been mentioned already.
Those pants with the word on the ass: They’re stupid, and most of the people wearing them don’t even have a nice ass to look at. That’s the point, right? To get someone to pay attention to your ass? Well, try not doing it unless it’s you’re best feature, sweety.
Tramp stamps: I don’t mind them, except that EVERYONE is doing them, and most of them are going to seriously regret “EXIT ONLY” tattoed on their back, or a tribal design that’s going to go horribly awry later in life.
Dressing preadolescents as 20 year old crackwhores: Whoever thought up Bratz needs to be shot. I can’t go into Target and go clothing shopping for my boyfriend’s five year old daughter without wondering if she’d need a censor bar to go with that. I have enough crap to worry about, I don’t need to worry about if my stepdaughter is going to get molested because she looks “hawt.” I’m 22 and I don’t even dress that way.
Fat chicks in skinny chicks clothing: I’m fat. I’m a size 24 any way you look at it. And I know how to cover it up. Big is not beautiful in skinny clothing, people. And I say chicks because I rarely (although sometimes) see overweight males doing this. It’s only the females, trying to be sexy. And it ain’t. And trust me, if you weigh 300 lbs, no one wants to see your tramp stamp.
Capris: Is that what they’re called? Those short pants? I hate 'em. See, on normal people they CAN (rarely) look alright, but on a short fat person like me they end up looking like my pants are too short. Can we please get rid of the waders and go back to normal pants? Thanks.
Those shirts that have self-deprecating slogans on them, like “Whore,” “Slut,” and “Easy.” Come on, now. That leaves all the guesswork out for the rest of us. Although I do like the idea for the “Cum-bucket” one. It seems more accurate in an all-around sense.
Pants that hang off your ass: My 17 year old cousin is fond of doing this, even though I’ve provided him with a belt. Well, he used to be. He doesn’t ever since I pantsed him in front of a bunch of his friends because of it. Or rather, he doesn’t do it around me, which is all I really ask. If I wanted to see your underwear, I’d be sleeping with you.
The victim mentality that has made it acceptable for people to not have to take responsibility for their own actions. Every time I hear about a lawsuit that’s more frivolous than the next I start to see red. Then I realize that it’s not worth the increase in blood pressure medication and calm down.
~Tasha (I like to rant, what can I say?)
I guess both of these are too old to be fads, but piercings and reality TV. God almighty and Christ on a jetski, I can’t wait for those two to disappear into deserved oblivion. Not that it’ll ever happen.
Huh. I haven’t noticed this trend and don’t know who Kelly Ripa is, but I do remember this Asian girl I saw some years ago (see, that guy in Citizen Kane wasn’t bullshitting). She had brown skin, lips of the same colour, and her hair (dyed, I assume) exactly the same colour as her skin. I literally couldn’t tell where her skin stopped and her hair started. That struck me as one of the most gorgeous things I had ever seen.