North Face puffer jacket, baggy, cropped jeans and, wait for it, Crocs in a rainbow of different shades, most of them the new platform version which is, evidently, having a moment.
To their Tik-Tok-trained eyes, this get-up must have looked the epitome of cool. But for me, it led to the dawning realisation that I am now basically old, or certainly not young enough to be totally down with this look.I distinctly remember my mother rolling her eyes at clothes I thought were the height of cool when I was a teenager, whether it was platform trainers, dramatically flared jeans, heels I couldn’t walk in or questionable (I now realise) Japanese cartoon T-shirts.
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