"I’m So Over It!"

“I’m so over it.” Your best girl friend just broke up with The Bastard? Here are two Cosmos on the house and a big “Power to Ya, Sister!” from Oprah. The less-than-ideal exam you wrote last week? Oh well, Proenza Schouler didn’t have to finish school, now did they? Or the 5 pounds you haven’t been able to rid of since high school? Okay, honey, now there’s a difference between positive thinking and straight up lying. But let’s face the truth - we live in an “I’m so over it!”-obsessed society. Although, while we are in the vein of truthfulness, let’s also admit that we are over things not because we are actually over them, but simply because this cliche has become as much as a badge of fashion leadership and a pre-requisite for coolness as it is a vocal expression of dreariness. What use to be a race for the next It-shoe or It-bag has instead become a race for the next It-”I’m so over It!” item.

What’s the best way to cement an identity of being a fashion-forward leader? Be “over it”. Speak to any member of Ultimate Coolness (a.k.a. The Hipsters) to see this trend in action. Cory Kennedy? Over it. The MisShapes? Over it. Hipster fashion itself? Over it. Even true fashion mavens will tell you that they are so over the hot Marc Jacobs bag or the of-the-moment Chloe shoe.

So let me take it one step further. In fact, let me proclaim that I’m “so over” being “so over it!”. Overdone skinny jeans? Hell, load me up! Last season’s McQueen’s skull scarf? Three, please.

Wait, then would I just effectively be holding onto trends forever? Scrap my statement. I wanted to be “cool”, not Eva Longoria.