The oversized and baggy silhouette of the late 90’s and early 2000’s had its time. With many designers lacking originality, they’re all clamoring to fall in line. And it’s starting to give me a bit of headache. Shoes out here the size of a small tire, looking like cheap versions of the Payless, batman light ups 🌚👟. Out here about to sink a U-Boat with them big ass nukes on your feet, goofy. The tops aren’t too bad, I guess. We stan a likkle 🫣surprise when that thang comes off 😏. Cargos, along with the flared pant/jean resurrected like The Undertaker in a Wrestlemania match 🧟‍♂️. Not too long ago, mind you, people were still being sent to ole chopping block for such a crime. But I digress, fashion is yet like the moon. Waxing and waning, with those who adorn her, those who have yet to learn of all her beauty, and those who have no clue as to who she is.