(This blog post is coming a day late because it is being posted from my sick bed. I have the bubonic plague. And I’m STILL blogging.)
(It’s actually a head cold. And after I post this I’m doing nothing but watching Scream Queens and drinking tea.)
Like many people, when I first started watching Stranger Things, I was hit by a wave of nostalgia.
But that doesn’t really make any sense. I was born in the 90s. I wasn’t alive in the 80s. Like many people my age, however, I have a healthy appreciation for the decade’s music, movies and fashion. I grew up on a steady diet of 70s and 80s rock thanks to my mum. I watched 80s teen movies as a kid. When I enter clothing shops now, I see all sorts of things inspired by that decade, and I’m into it.
I love going vintage shopping. Black Market Vintage and Tribal Rhythm are two of my favourite stores in Toronto. Scouring racks of old coats and mom jeans is a good time in my books. I love finding older things: a skirt from the 70s, a jacket from the 80s. I even found a dress from the 40s once but it definitely was not my size. Sadness, though it probably would have disintegrated the first time I wore it.
Maybe I’m nostalgic. I like old things. Well, relatively old. Is it possible to be nostalgic about a time period you never experienced?
I found an honest-to-god published article a few weeks ago saying millennials are the most nostalgic generation ever. It seems lately every time I go on Facebook, I see a different article claiming millennial are the most (insert descriptor here) generation ever, but this one stuck with me. There’s no way we’re the most nostalgic. At the most we’re equal to other generations in that regard. What are we even nostalgic about? The 90s? I was born in ’94, so I don’t remember them too well. The 00s then? The Britney and Justin double denim red carpet moment was historic. Crop tops and low rise jeans. I honestly can’t think of any other 00s fashion right now.
So, maybe, we do yearn for those past years. Maybe we’re nostalgic for a different time, for something we’ll never experience.
Everything becomes trendy again. The 70s are back, the 90s are back, and everyone is combining the two. In terms of fashion, it seems like we’re always looking backwards instead of forwards, or the forward thinking is just recycling something from the past.
But I think it may be something else.
As I watched the show, I started to think, maybe I’m not nostalgic about the time period. Maybe it’s the kids. It’s the mystery, the bicycles, the friendship. Maybe this show is reminding me of what it’s like to be 12 years old again.
Sitting awkwardly in my position of quasi-adult, I noticed lately I’ve been thinking about the past: when I was a kid, when I was in high school and even when I was a university student just last year. I miss the simplicity of it. When I didn’t have job anxiety, apartment anxiety, dating anxiety and money anxiety. Not to say younger years don’t have their own problems, but things were different then for me.
This is what Stranger Things reminds me of, and why I believe it resonated with so many people. It makes some of us nostalgic about a different time period, but for others, it reminds us of a different time in our own lives. We can’t let go of our responsibilities as adults, not really, but we can briefly escape to a time when adventure and mystery were prevalent in our everyday lives. When we shut down the laptop we have to return to our jobs and our problems, but for a brief amount of time, we’re all kids again, telling our friends about something we saw in the woods.
Since I was immersed in this feeling, and the show that gave me this feeling, I may have gotten some major style inspiration from some of the characters. Namely Nancy, Barb and Lucas. All of the kids, to be honest. They’re pre-teens and they’re all more stylish than me.
You know I’m in those mom jeans. Always. I’ve already raved about the girlfriend jeans from Urban Outfitters so I won’t go on about them again. But just know, I bought them in another colour.
In an outfit inspired by Stranger Things, the key piece is so obviously the jacket. I found this glorious corduroy, lined jacket in a rust colour and I had to have it. I mean, come on.
I kept it kid-like for this outfit. No makeup, which was more of a coincidence than anything. Sneakers and no accessories. Simple, cool and basically ready to bicycle away and uncover a government secret.
T-shirt: Brandy Melville
Jeans: Urban Outfitters