“Oh my God. Look at that building – it matches my outfit! Quick, take a picture!”
A childhood enriched by 1980’s cultural icon Saved by the Bell had me sold as a child of a decade that ended five years before my birth.
The much maligned aesthetic of the decade – clichés of permed hair, clashing neon patterns and clip on earrings – is something I constantly emulate through the use of our world’s vintage clothing emporium, TV, film, magazines and that new-dangled internet.
Of course, I was initially sold because the colours matched my outfit of the day, but was immediately taken by the fact that someone loves the glorious gaudiness of that infamous time as much as me.