I recently spent a great evening out with friends under the guise of a High School Reunion. I must say, I love reunions. Picking up with people where you left off, sometimes many decades later, summarising your life, makes you appreciate what you've achieved and occasionally what you've managed to avoid.
As I looked around at all the beautiful faces, I realised how connected we are by our youth. Whether we were happy or not with ourselves or the world in our teens, we share our experience of life in an era of mullets, perms, platform shoes and satin baggies. We thought we looked gorgeous then...and we still do! Our personal style has evolved to keep us looking great.
Our children are growing up in a world where tattoos, piercings and implants are part of expressing who they are. Is it not enough to assault our senses with their low-slung pants, skinny jeggings and hair dyed every colour of the rainbow? It will be interesting to watch as the years pass on them to see what becomes of their illustrated skin, lacy lobes, lumps and bumps.
Yves Saint Laurent once mused "Fashions fade, style is eternal". I'm so glad I grew up with nothing more than photos to attest my fashion faux pas.