My often eclectic mish-mash of styles put together on the cheap. Attic, jumble sale and customised, mainly. A bit gothy, a bit arty but all me. I used to love picking up retro bits from Sé Sà in Dublin and teaming them with the likes of granny's old rosary beads, DM boots, lurex tights and bindis. (Yes, the latter probably wouldn't fly now in all honesty). Experimenting with looks and not being too "curated".
Getting excited about a night out. Necking cheap wine with pals while getting ready. Just having fun and not worrying about everything being photographed or filmed. And certainly not worrying about creeps too much - we were much more respected.
First mobile phone at the end of the 90s - made getting home so much easier! Before that it was taking pot luck in flagging down a taxi.
Student grants. I was among the first cohort of loan-ees when I was in my second year. But even that was spent on clothes, booze and travelling.
Comedy was better in the 90s. A lot wittier without resorting to the tired old tropes of the past. I loved the likes of Sean's Show and Victor Lewis-Smith's stuff, and saw Jo Brand live before she got her Channel 4 show.
Again, witty magazines like Minx. Tanga Hewlett-Packard, anyone? 😄
The start of things like being taken out for dinner. Seemed such a big deal!
And of course, my figure. I felt a bit fat then as definitely not waify, more a curvy 12 maximum.
But the optimism and anything seeming possible. Funny how life turned out.