oh nine can suck mine

This is only the beginning....first let's make a cliche list of what the fuck not to do in 2010, and all the shitty shit that went on in 09. 

09:

lauren conrad

MIA

santogold

sweaty ex-boyfriends

caked up bottle poppin' teenboppers 

"vintage" a.k.a. shit bought from melrose

facebook updates

blockbuster

bumming cigs

oscar de la renta

lame lohan leggings

chef worship
jonas brothers

kobe (i love you but it's lebrons year to shine)

swine flu fear

swimmers with bongs
flannel
chateau marmont

iphone apps
"boom boom pow"

frozen yogurt

mistresses
sexting


10:

kristin cavallari

la roux

lykke li

neon indian

intellectual men

"real talk" (rev run)

class (excludes Chanel wearing and schooling)

sexy blood sucking vampires and howling werewolves

twitter updates (get on it) @sarahelizabethn

Netflix

bumming books (must contribute to the continuous recession)

jason wu

first lady admiration

loubs only designed to fuck in, still 
thigh high boots

bartender worship
Justin Bieber
DJ's

lebron

milfs with joints

food shortage fear (necessary for America's obesity)
the sunset tower

blackberry app world
"rah rah ah ah ah, roma romama, ga ga oh lala"

wine cellar sorbets

Nicole Locher's "I Ain't Your Fucking Sweetheart" raunchy shirt collection

tigresses 
sex

VS.

Despite this list of personal INS AND OUTS, it's a suggestion to what I believe should be avoided, but add your on twist to whatever, neekness is a must for 2010+. 

XOXO