Fayemay Blog – A Fashion, Designer and Girly Blog
15Apr/110

What Goes Around Comes Around….

When I say this I don’t mean in a karma way (although I do believe in that too!) this for me is about the style revolving door. Let me explain…. When I was young I would always hear my mum say things like “oh I had a pair of those in the 80s” and “I’ve still got one of those in my wardrobe” for years I was baffled as to what she was going on about until a few years ago and I noticed the style trends that kept reappearing! At the age of 22 I can’t say I’ve graced this earth long enough to see the beginning of trends but I am here to see their return. From pedal pushers to denim jackets, style for the decades kept reappearing and I found myself saying those infamous words “oh that’s back in now?”

My earliest memory of styles making a reappearance was the leather jacket trend. Now I’m not talking about any leather jacket, I’m talking the coloured leather jacket!! I was 10 years old and shopping with my mum for my school disco outfit (at the age of 10 this was on the same scale as Kate Middleton shopping for her wedding dress!) it had to be perfect. I had the outfit I just need the jacket and as I stepped into Tammy Girl I saw it…..on the far wall there it was a metallic pink leather jacket! I was sold! I begged my mum to buy me it promising to wear it all the time and how much of my wardrobe it would go with. It worked she bought me it and I sat on the bus the whole way home taking peaks at it every few minutes. Disco day couldn’t come quick enough and as I pulled on that leather jacket I felt like Sandy from Grease except minus the big hair, black skin tight leggings and cigarette hanging from my lips! But I’ll never forget that leather jacket. I still think of it and giggle when I see a spread in Glamour or Cosmo with a leather jacket feature.

If I’ve learnt anything from my fashion past it would be…. it’s rare to be able to pull off a trend and look good in it and I fear my pink leather jacket wasn’t my finest fashion choice! But for that night I felt like I’d done it and I think the 10 year old in me still always wishes she kept that jacket! x