Why? Because we make a sport of picking out the most random, brightly-colored, hideous things that we can find on a regular basis anyway. (Or, if you're us, you define this things as "awesome" or "amazing" or any other superlative that means "too cool to possibly be real.")
So, what did we decide to do? What any logical clique of twenty-somethings would do: grab them, wear them, take pictures and talk about what we found, why we picked it, and why it's awesome.
And now, even if we can't always buy our awesome fashion disasters, we can always look back at them and giggle incessantly. Or, you know, lament about what the hell we thought we were doing in our twenties. But it's probably going to be that bit with the giggling.