Here’s the thing. I am not PERSONALLY a fan of Vanessa Hudgens’s personal style and sometimes, from a professional standpoint, I ALSO think she just looks like Nirvana had a baby with Woodstock and chose to raise it in an Urban Outfitters. However! I do admire her for sticking to her own stylistic guns, and I actually might be starting to come around on the whole thing. Not that I’d ever wear any of this unless Jon Hamm held me at gun point and demanded it, but you know how I roll: Someone inflicts her cracked out style on me long enough and eventually I start to love her for it. NO ONE gets Stockholm Syndrome like I do.