Monday, March 08, 2004
“How old are you?” I asked one of my students last week.
“22. Why?”
“Do you remember the 80s?”. I’d had a shock that afternoon and needed somebody to relate to where I was coming from.
“Hmm... not really”.
The underwear and stockings company have released their Spring/Summer catelogue, and it represents final confirmation – if it were needed – that the 80s are back. Over Christmas I observed an H&M window display with turquoise, off-the-shoulder tops and pink asymetric skirts. Then a few weeks ago I found myself in the queue for the toilet in a trendy bar next to a girl wearing leggings, high heels, ankle warmers and a polka-dot dress. And now the creative brains possessed by some of my students are releasing luminous green tights onto the market, modelled alongside white stilettos and – get this – sweat bands worn half-way up the foot.
Suddenly, my efforts to match my 70s retro t-shirts and cords look with an affro – I haven’t had my hair cut since September, and there are now curls big time – look hopelessly outdated. It’s a good job I don’t take it all too seriously.
As you will have noticed, I don't typically put pictures of people up here, for obvious reasons. But I'm sure F. won't mind this one of her boots going up.
“22. Why?”
“Do you remember the 80s?”. I’d had a shock that afternoon and needed somebody to relate to where I was coming from.
“Hmm... not really”.
The underwear and stockings company have released their Spring/Summer catelogue, and it represents final confirmation – if it were needed – that the 80s are back. Over Christmas I observed an H&M window display with turquoise, off-the-shoulder tops and pink asymetric skirts. Then a few weeks ago I found myself in the queue for the toilet in a trendy bar next to a girl wearing leggings, high heels, ankle warmers and a polka-dot dress. And now the creative brains possessed by some of my students are releasing luminous green tights onto the market, modelled alongside white stilettos and – get this – sweat bands worn half-way up the foot.
Suddenly, my efforts to match my 70s retro t-shirts and cords look with an affro – I haven’t had my hair cut since September, and there are now curls big time – look hopelessly outdated. It’s a good job I don’t take it all too seriously.
As you will have noticed, I don't typically put pictures of people up here, for obvious reasons. But I'm sure F. won't mind this one of her boots going up.
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