I HOPE NOT SPORADICALLY

Aaahh, you guys.. NEW WILDFOX LOOKBOOK ALERT. And this one is straight out of my dreams.

It's like totally based on my most ragin' film ever (if you don't know which by now, then I'm not sure we can be friends) and is a total tribute to the way it changed teen fashion in the mid-nineties. Pre-Clueless, kids were into flannels - in a nod to the crispy Seattle weather, obviously - ripped jeans, and greasy hair, à la Nirvana. Then the bright, shiny Bronson Alcott gang hauled ass onto our screens, and changed the way teen girls felt about a thigh-high sock forever. I mean, who had even heard of Alaïa before a mugger ruined Cher's dress, right?

That was all like so twenty years ago, I know. But if you hadn't noticed, fashion - especially street fashion - works in twenty-year cycles: all of us who grew up being influenced by this film are now the ones making the new stuff for teenagers to wear. Soon we'll all either be as grungy as Tai's original incarnation (already happening - you've just got to look at the bulk of style blogs to realise this) or as sugar-prep as Cher in her barely-there Calvin Klein dress and Mary Janes. I know which one I'm leaning toward.

"So, what did you do in school today?" 

"Well... I broke in my purple clogs." 

Analysis aside, I am just so glad that a film which changed my life forever has been honoured by a brand who have changed my life in a similar way. Yeah, you could say Wildfox just make t-shirts, and I guess you're right. But the ethos behind the brand has really taught me to appreciate my every moment on the earth, that I have the potential to be the best I can be... and like that Polonius guy said, to thine own self be true.