Nostalgic for a decade I haven't lived in.

I imagine walking through London in our Blythe set with absolutely nowhere to be but feeling like the main character anyway. I spend an embarrassing amount of time looking through old Vogue editorials and wonder why everyone in the 90s looked like they were having more fun than we do now. Were they? Probably not. For all I know they were still stressed, running late and dealing with bad hair days. They just happened to be doing it in a great outfit. Maybe I don’t miss the 90s at all. Maybe I miss a version of life that felt a little less filtered and a lot more spontaneous. Either way, if you are reading this, welcome to my attempt at bringing a little bit of that magic back.