I've been thinking a lot about trends lately, and how the blind following of market-dictated fashion is in many ways a manifestation of our collective lack of individuality. And then I came to the conclusion that trend-following isn't really sheep-like so much as it is practical. I mean, who has the time to scour thrift stores all day for the perfect lived-in anti-statement statement jacket? We can't really help it if the world is filled with Zaras and Louis Vuittons and Chanels who are all vibing off of each other for inspiration. It's like, when it's midnight, are you going to head to the 24-hour Wellcome and buy ingredients to go home and created a super personalized snack of, say, mashed potatoes with cranberry sauce and gravy? (I dunno, that's my definitiion of "individual.") No, you're going to go to the nearest 7-Eleven or McDonald's and pick up the same old junk that everyone else in the world is pounding. And guess what? That junk is awesome.