The girl: Hallie, an NYC fashion, beauty and lifestyle writer.

The scene: Parents' house, Montana, circa high school hell.

The look: "Where to start with what's wrong with this photo? First we have the crispity, citrusy hair with the dreamy custom cut. Then, there's the earth-mama-meets-Wonder-Woman-cuff. This is the kind of accessory that my parents would describe as 'neat.' Enough said. And alarmingly, this is not the only photo that exists of me in the hilariously pretentious pose.

"Finally, there's the lovely dolman-sleeve teal top, which I'm pretty sure was from Units. Does anyone remember Units? They convinced America that it was a good idea to buy a pricey cotton tube that could then be worn either as an extremely unflattering belt, a super risqué skirt or a truly tragic hood. In my defense, Units were the American Apparel of their day, minus the emo kiddie-porn advertising. They pretended to be really high concept but ultimately just sold overpriced T-shirts in a variety of amusing shapes."

Put your style sins to good use! Click here to send us a photo and description of your own most regrettable outfit. We'll profile some of the fashion carnage in future installments.