Jesus Christ.  Have some fucking self-respect.  How much do I hate thee?  Let me count the ways:

Rolled up cut-off skinny jeans.
Whatever those fucking slippers are.
Red Air Jordan whateverthefuck high tops.
Ironic Ray-Bans. We get it. They were popular in a different decade. Or something.
Studded belt from Wet Seal.
Whale tank top. Whale. Tank top.  Edit: Apparently it’s [...]