Not that I'm a fashion guru/expert/authority, but there are some things that just don't make sense.

This is one of them.

What?! These are outfits?! People wore this?!

I apologize if you are included in this blog, but I kinda figured that by wearing some of the stuff on here, you might've known you had it coming.

This blog was what inspired me to write an editorial for the Daily Universe. The thing is that I'm not the type of person that writes editorials. I usually whine, complain, yammer on to my friends, but since my public speaking professor said I didn't have to take my final if I was published on the Letters to the Editor section, I just had to. I was on fire that night.

And here it is.

I know it's kinda mean & kinda snarky, but ask anyone, especially my dad, sometimes I'm the worst/best critic. I've been doing it since I was a kid. I promise I can be nice & I sing praises when they are due. 

 Plus, I didn't have to take my final! 

I was surprised to see how many people agreed with me. There's hope in Provo! We don't all have to wear soggy Ugg boots, jeans with our running shoes or BYU memorabilia. 

I know that by doing this I open fire to myself, but I'm willing to take that risk to fight bad zoobie fashion.

Forever yours,

Sara