Showing posts with label grunge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grunge. Show all posts

Friday, March 28, 2008

My So Called Life

In the early to mid 90s I was entrenched in primary school, eagerly waiting to reach “double digits” on birthdays. I was also idolizing everything my older, teenage sister did, said, wore, liked.

Which meant grunge. Flannel shirts, doc martens, faded denim jeans with tears at the knee. Soundgarden, Stone Temple Pilots, The Violent Femmes. River Pheonix and Winona Ryder.

When Marc Jacobs did a ‘grunge inspired’ collection a few seasons ago, the fashion world went crazy for it. Which is ironic; considering the fashions of grunge stemmed from a rebellion against overly expensive clothes and the rejection of the power dressing of the 1980’s by being messy, scruffy, aloof and dressing for comfort instead of appearance.

The cult TV series, My So Called Life, not only symbolizes the era for me, the writing is truely divine; it captures so many teenage thoughts that passed through my brain. Santa gave me the box set this Christmas and I’ve recently been obsessively watching the whole thing. Again. For like the 5th time since December.

The series only lasted one season, for some reason, (with a 14 year old Claire Danes and an adorably hot young Jared Leto) but it contains so many brilliant lines, so many fantastic scenes, and so many amazing grunge-y fashions.

“This life has been a test. If this had been an actual life, you would have received instructions on where to go and what to do.”


Flannel shirt, loose tee, black leggings and doc martens. In red. Fantastical!

“You know how sometimes the last sentence you said, like, echoes in your brain? And it just keeps sounding stupider? And you have to say something else just to make it stop?”

“My parents keep asking how school was. It’s like saying ‘How was that drive by shooting?’ You don’t care how it WAS, you’re lucky to get out alive.”


Ahhhh. The floral dress with shoe string straps in a muted colour layered over a basic colored tee. Love it.

Rayanne: You wanna have sex with him.
Angela: Who?
Rayanne: Who. Jordan. Catalano. Come on, Im not gonna tell anyone, just admit it.
Angela: I just like how he’s always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great. Well, either sex or a conversation. Ideally both.


Appreciation Bubble:
trees. how they change with the seasons. Its actually really beautiful, if you stop and think about it.