So I have this theory. It's that you never look good.

Think about it. Just for a second.

You don't like how your mom dressed you when you were five. You didn't like the boyish haircuts or sparkly, frilly socks. You don't like the overalls or shoes you wore ten years ago. You don't even like your freshman homecoming dress anymore.

You look at grainy old photos from anywhere over five years from the current time and probably say, "Ugh, what was I thinking?! I thought I looked so good!" Because at that time, you probably did.

That's because we never look good. Styles are constantly changing (in case anyone reading this has never been to a store). Year after year, season after season, mannequins and window displays evolve and fluctuate between conservative and flashy, dark and light, colorful and bland. If you look in the mirror while wearing a Friday night outfit, you think you look good. We all have those moments where our hair is perfect, makeup is on point, outfit is bomb, and the stars are simply aligning.

But if you look at your mom's Friday night outfit from the 80s, a moment she probably has come to regret, it probably has a little something to do with polka dots and a Princess Diana haircut.

Her wedding dress was frilly and puffy, and her prom pictures feature powder blue tuxes.

Leg warmers used to be in style.

Mustaches used to be sexy.

Trends are our worst style enemy, which anyone who owned as many Uggs or Nike sneakers as I did will understand. All the money and time we spend keeping our looks on point and in style will soon be washed down the drain and regretted in our New Years Eve photos.

You get the point, so I digress. My theory is this: If you want to look good, you better grab a crystal ball.

Because no one ever looks good.