Some things, like hairless cats or babies with overtly large heads, can be so ugly they are cute.
And some things, like pretzels inside M&Ms or Paula Abdul trying to make a point on national television, are so wrong they become right.
This is not one of those things.
Forever 21’s foray into the drastically underappreciated and highly lucrative hipsters who are homeless and/or blind market has hit Los Angeles stores.
It’s hit it HARD.
The new Forever 21 Vintage line, pictured in part here, has only been made available to a select number of cities. Presumably, those cities which have the highest concentration of people willing to pay almost $25 for a pair of sweat pants with Cosby sweater ankle attachments and faded out hoodies with the sleeves replaced by old swatches from drag shows.
Basically, New York, Florida, California and Vegas – the capitals of jaded pedestrians, crazy headlines, celebrity worship and legal prostitution.
“It looks like it was made for you, because it was! Each piece is a little different but don’t worry, the look and finish is so unique, no one else will ever have the same one.”
– From Forever 21’s blog announcement
Real world translation:
“It looks like shit, beacause it is! Each piece has a different left-over swatch of otherwise unusable material and the look and finish are so truly horrendous, you’re probably the only chump who will shell out for this trash, so no one will ever have the same one.”
This is pretty much the worst thing to happen to sweat pants, ever. And that’s a lot to say about sweat pants.
The only place I could see anyone ever wearing this stuff would be to either the most casual or, conversely, the most formal drum circle on the planet.
Forever 21, WTF?