If you can recall the precise angle at which the coolest dude at your school wore his blazer collar, then you're definatley style-focused. The real fashion nut is likely to have been the too-cool-for-school kid, the one who sent shockwaves through the playground one morning when he arrived with his blazer sleeves rolled up. And after more than half a decade of life in the narcst lane this is perhaps my main insight: most of fashion is an attempt to recreate, to recapture and prolong the intensely giddy and sensual, absurdly exciting success of a school look. Indeed, I would say that most of us have our fashion imaginations arrested at 15. We are, like drug addicts, forever trying to recreate that early rush.

Here's to the next generation.
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