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The beige corduroy pants were flared and the dress was long and black. The 12 up Dr Martens boots were also black, but I had no piercings or tattoos cos they were becoming too mainstream.
On warmer days I wore my big trainers and cargo pants with a crop top. It was a step down from the PVC pants when it came to statement dressing, but it had a certain charm. I didn’t, so instead chose a floppy Brit Pop style, with a red streak,
like the girl from Republica.
These days, I’m a 40 something first time mother and live in breastfeeding dresses and slippers. If I’m lucky I get to leave the house alone once a week; on these occasions I replace the slippers with jandals and dab some chapstick on my lips.
According to my high school teacher mates, the kids are into puffer jackets, jeans and sneakers. Apparently this dearth of style (norm core as it’s known) is because of the death of “tribal” music based youth culture. Kids are more interested in forging an identity on social media than via fashion.
and a friend who owns a vintage clothing store says “mom” jeans are also a go. And 40 per cent of millenials have tattoos. Not so much body piercing these days.