In 2001, I graduated from high school.
The next year I packed up my low-slung jeans, my Steve Madden wedges, and my collection of CDs and headed off to university.
It was a very different world back then.
We wore jeans and a nice top when we went out at night and we pulled two greasy strands of hair out of our ponytails to ‘soften our faces’.
Um, actually, all this sounds very familiar and very 2018.
Is… is 2018 the early noughties all over again?
I would bet my Motorola mobile phone and butterfly hairclips that it is.
Let me lay out my case for you: