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March 10, 2014 | by  | in Arts Fashion |
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The Future of Fashion

Fashion is cyclical. Every few decades, the next generation decides to look to the past for inspiration for the future. Here is a slick summary of how different eras of fashion have been recycled in recent years:


Victorian and Early 20th Century → lace, beards, high collars

Art Deco → sequins, shift dresses

World War II → camo prints, Doc Martens

‘50s → tailored cotton dresses, red lipstick

‘60s → John Lennon sunglasses, daisy prints

‘70s → crochet, crop tops, ‘bohemian’

‘80s → fluoro colours, sportswear

‘90s → double denim, clashing prints, red tartan


These styles took an entire century to evolve. However, over the last ten years, we have seen each of these trends resurface in magazines and shop windows for only one year each. The speed with which fashion rotates today is due to, well, The Internet, and the ease with which observations about historical clothing trends can be shared and popularised. So, if you want to be a self-proclaimed ‘Trendsetter’ (I really hope you don’t want to), simply pick a decade and style yourself according to the appropriate film as follows:


Victorian → Gone With the Wind

Art Deco → King Kong

WWII → The Thin Red Line

‘50s → Rebel Without a Cause

‘60s → Bonnie and Clyde

‘70s → Dazed and Confused

‘80s → Pretty in Pink

‘90s → Wayne’s World

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