A
couple of weeks ago there was an article in the Guardian about a
possible 90’s revival. WHAT?! You morons, I’ve been channelling the 90’s
for several years now! This led me to think about 2 things. Firstly,
about the 90’s, but I do this on a daily basis anyways. And secondly,
about how much I love it when
trends aren’t set for us, but just occur. No one’s been telling us to
be obsessed with the 90’s but we’re doing it anyways and the magazine
and newspapers and fashions have to catch up.Bur mostly I just thought
some more about the 90s.
I can
hold my hand up and say I’m Samantha and I'm a loveaholic. Sorry, I mean
I'm Lara and I’m a ninetiesaholic. I bloody love that shit. But why? I
looked like a proper dirtbag for whole of
the 90’s. I was also a child/teenager. And I wasn’t even a cool one,
who wore a parka with a German flag on the arm. Or DM’s with a flowery
dress. I wasn’t allowed DM’s! They were like 60 quid and that's even
expensive now. Whoever had DM’s had a nice mum and
dad. I wasn’t even allowed the knock off versions from Clarks or
marksys. But I did wear shapeless flowery dresses so that's good. And I
wore them with those weird plimsolls that had a little heel which I had
in black AND white. Chic.
But
anyways. For the last couple of years I've been obsessed. Before this,
it was the 80s. But that wasn’t very original. EVEYONE was obsessed with
the 80’s. Going to reflex nightclub and dressing
up like someone from Fame at every single fancy dress party. I maybe
did that 3 times in total.
But
all of a sudden it became the 90’s. But the 90’s wasn’t very long ago
was it? so I basically lived my life like normal in the 90s, had a brief
hiatus where I liked Flashdance and
the like, and then became obsessed with my own past.
So how
did it begin? I think it was when I lived with Hen and Liz. And Liz did
the most amazing 90’s dance moves you ever did see. I suppose we had to
change our lives accordingly in order to fit in. She gave me this
really cool massive denim jacket. And my mum gave me these cool denim
shorts that she got in 1995. They're amazing, they're really high
waisted and unflattering and I started wearing them
with a white vest. And Hen inherited Liz’s denim jumpsuit. Lots of
denim going on.
This
was when we lived in East London and everyone in Shoreditch was already
dressing really 90’s. They probably paid quite a lot of their ugly denim
shorts though, whereas mine were for free.
Then
my sister in law lent me her Party of Five DVD boxset. OMG it was so
cool watching that. The clothes! Yes! Unflattering denim everywhere.
Everyone’s clothes were too big but no one cared.
There’s an amazing episode where Neve Campbell is hanging out at this
bar she works at (ILLEGALLY) and she starts singing along to the radio
or something and she sings “every day, it’s a getting closer, rolling
something, like a rollercoaster” but she sings
it REALLY posh and high pitched and then this guys walks in and nods
appreciatively like” wow this girl’s got talent”. It’s totes hilair.
Then
after a big night out, my friend Laura and me watched the entire series
of My So Called Life on DVD. They talk SO SLOWLY. Like this. “so...I
was....kinda.....like....
My so
called life is so amazing. Jordan Catalano is the hottest piece of
hotness in the world ever. He's like a beautiful willow tree. and the
writers and actors captured so well how pathetic
teenage infatuation is. And how easily you interchange your friends.
Just like that your best friend is your enemy and someone else has the
hot spot.
For a
few years I went to an all girl’s convent boarding school. And we were
afraid of boys. They were these mysterious sexy sex objects that you
couldn’t talk to. But there weren’t any boys
to talk to anyways. Starved of boy drama, we had best friend drama
instead. If you thought you’d like someone to be your best friend you
would send them a note or a message through someone else, asking if they
would be your best friend and wait anxiously to
see if they’d accept or reject you. And once my best friend cheated on
me and got a new one behind my back.. DRAMA.
So anyways, back to my love affair with the 90s.
After
my so called life, Dan, my new at the time boyfriend, had amazing 90’s
DVD boxsets. He had This Life AND this really weird one about the Lake
District. It was set in the Lakes and a lot
of the storylines revolved around Lakes. Gosh, what was it called? Who
knows.
But
again, lots of denim, lost of baggy clothes and frizzy hair. In This
Life, Millie’s shit bob hairdo and massive trouser suits and completely
unbelievable affair with that rank old man O’Donnell.
And Anna’s slicked back hair and mini dresses. There’s one little touch
that I always loved about Anna in This Life. And that's that when she's
lounging in the house she always wears the EXACT same outfit.
That's
something I've noticed about all these 90’s boxsets (currently on
Dawson’s Creek btw): they totally understand that normal people have a
core set of clothes that they wear a lot. On all
these polished programmes today, the characters NEVER wear the same
thing twice. They never have a favourite jumper or a go to pair of
jeans. But in Dawson’s Creek, Pacy wears the same 3 tshirts over and
over again. And Joey wears straightcut jeans with boots
EVERY DAY. She also had a favourite Grey jumper. I had a favourite Dire
Straits tshirt when I was a teenager and I loved it so much I wanted to
sleep in it AND wear it. So I told all my friends I had 3 of them so
when they saw me sleeping in it and also wearing
it after school (boarding school remember) they wouldn’t think I was
skanky.
You
all might think I wasn’t really in boarding school but was in prison cos
what sort of person only goes to boarding school for a “few years”?
A
couple of years ago we had a new years eve party and the theme was 1997.
It was amazing. Who knew so much happened that year? But it did. WE had
a Dolly the Sheep, Men in Black, Harry Potter,
Louise Woodward, Emma Bunton, this fat bloke from Airport. I went as
Anna from this life, of course. Slicked back hair, mini dress and the
worst makeup ever.
And this blur revival vertainly isn't "recent". A
few months later, we all saw Blur TWICE and then I read Alex James’s
Autobiography. Even though in the actual 90's, although I did love Blur,
I was a massive Oasis fan. My boarding school cubicle (yeah, I lived in
a cubicle. I wasn't in prison OK?" was plastered with posters of Liam
even though I lost bet with my friend Ashley that meant she got Liam and
I had to marry Noel.
But
yeah...this “recent” 90’s revival has been going for years for me and my
pals.The other day I listened to Warren G on the tube. And now the
guardian thinks it can just say oo look everyone should remember the
90s!
Well
I've got news for you love. 2 weeks ago I saw Ten Things I hate about
You in the cinema for the FOURTH time and tonight I shall be dancing to
Say My Name.
Don’t tell me how to revive a decade, love, cos I will outdo you.
