I’ve noticed over the last several years that it’s becoming more and more prevalent to take something old and give it a new name to make it cool again. I’m actually rather mystified because in a lot of cases it works. Give something a cool new name and people snatch it right up. My coworker and I got into a rather spirited debate with a group of 5th grade boys last year over snap-backs. What? You don’t know what a snap-back is? Ummm…it’s a baseball cap. Ya, you know the plastic tabs on the back that allow you to tighten/loosen it? That makes it a snap-back. Okaaayyy. The renaming that probably most amuses me is the belt bag. I know you guys know what that is. I’m sorry, but a fanny pack is a fanny pack by any other name. No amount of spin is going to make that cool. Handy and functional, yes. Cool, not so much.
And the renaming I probably find most irritating is vegan leather. It’s pleather. I’ll even go with faux leather, but for God’s sake “vegan” leather? While pleather does have cheesy sex shop connotations, there’s nothing wrong with calling it what it is…faux leather. Am I right? Oh, and one more thing…the renaming of colors. In this month’s issue of InStyle magazine they called tan “latte”. And lest I forget burgundy is no longer oxblood, now it’s “sangria”. Seriously? What’s wrong with tan and burgundy? I don’t think my aversion to renaming has anything to do with my age either. I think it has more to do with my finely tuned bullshit detector.
The Def Leppard concert tee I’m wearing used to be my husband’s. I inherited it because he didn’t like how it fit. Lucky me. Of course I had to slice it up to my specifications. I paired it with the reddish orange maxi skirt, and what screams hot rocker chick more than leopard lace up sandals? There you have it. A concert tee, maxi skirt, and wedge sandals. No fancy names. It is what it is.
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