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Let’s say it out loud: 2013 was ugly.

Not in a tragic, world-ending way. But in a “what was I wearing?” way. In a “why did we think that filter looked good?” way. In a “did my phone really need a neon pink otterbox the size of a small dog?” way. ugly 2013

What’s your ugliest 2013 memory? Drop it in the comments. Bonus points if you owned a pair of studded loafers. Let’s say it out loud: 2013 was ugly

We remember 2013 as the awkward middle child of the 2010s. Too late for the indie sleaze of 2009, too early for the curated minimalism of 2016. It was a swamp of chevron prints, mustache decals, and “YOLO” captions typed on a Samsung Galaxy S4 with a plastic back that creaked when you squeezed it. In a “why did we think that filter looked good

Today, everything is polished. Facetuned. Curated. We have “quiet luxury” and “clean girl aesthetic” and “beige flags.” Every photo is staged, every outfit is a “fit check,” every opinion is a hot take designed to go viral.

In 2013, you wore a fedora unironically and thought you looked like Bruno Mars. You posted a blurry photo of your pizza with the caption “omg hungry.” You used twelve emojis in a row. You thought mustache rings were the height of wit.