
I remember the days when buying a studded biker meant dropping some serious cash on McQueen or Balmain now I can just get one down Dorothy Perkins. Yes I just said that. I remember seeing The Strokes on the front cover of The Observer magazine in 2003 and being like skinny, low rise drainpipe jeans, radical. Then Dior started selling them, then Sass & Bide, and now, well Primemark. When creepers were something you had to buy from this weird shoe shop in Kentish town that also sold strippa shoes. I saw a Queens Gate girl recently wearing them as school shoes at Sloane Square tube. The Teddy Boys would be turning in their graves. I mean, Alice Dellal after wearing her post punk rock / 90s grunge "uniform" sense to 2004 actually looks normal now. I don't think there has been another time where Rock n Roll, Boho Chic, Indie, Hipster whatever label you want to put on it has ever been so "IT". Throughout the decades, sense it was invented its always been there, but never has it taken over High Street fashion and general popular culture so completely, look at Instagram everyone with an iPhone can have photos that look like they were taken with some vintage Fuji Camara in paris, while drinking black coffee and reading Hemingway. You can buy Biker boots from Hobbs. Hobbs! Let us all just give it a rest. Put it to bed. Look to the future. Or start looking further enough back that no one can remember. Let us be The Anti-Cool Generation.
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