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Neon: A flashback to a childhood fashion phase


This year didn’t start off the way I had planned, with lots of organisation and sales shopping. I’ll spare you the stressful details of why for now. But when I eventually got round to the sales, typically a lot of the good stuff had gone, or was sold out in my size.

Oh my, the amount of times I told myself I’d be able to get into the only size still available, a 6, just to own some beautiful pieces. I wasn’t fooling anyone.

After a few online retailers left me feeling a little sad (I’m looking at you, Unif), I did finally purchase a few things from Nasty Gal and Lazy Oaf.

Funnily enough after my statement above about considering squeezing into a smaller size, I had to return a pair of trousers because they were too big. They weren’t a size 6 though, they were a medium, and who even knows what size a “medium” actually is?

Anyway, back to the blog post. One of the things I bought from Lazy Oaf was this zippy mouth jumper. This is the only jumper I brought this winter *gasp*, and I couldn’t have chosen better. It’s cute and a little silly, with a sprinkle of sass.

It clearly states on the website that it’s “neon”, but I think I forgot the definition of the word for a minute.



I was almost knocked out by the brightness when I opened the parcel.

It instantly gave me a flashback to the 80’s neon phase I went through when I was younger. I can’t tell you exactly what age that was, but I was definitely under 9 years old. So surely the age excuses this confession, right?

Suited up in yellow neon vest top, a bright skirt, leg warmers (one pink and the other green obviously), fishnet gloves and god knows how many beaded bracelets and necklaces, off I’d go with my friends, to the chippy and then the park.

That outfit style lasted longer than it should have. I looked like I was ready for a fancy dress party for about 5 months straight… But of course I didn’t see it like that. I thought I looked the bees knees then, while now I can’t stop cringing. Lucky there’s no photo evidence of that horrible choice. And to be honest, even if there was, I definitely wouldn’t admit it. There could be a whole photo album dedicated to that phase but no one will ever know.

To be fair to myself though, I had guts. And at least I’ve stuck to my guns loving vintage clothes and taking style inspiration from old school fashion. I just make better decisions with that inspiration now hah.



I think it’s safe to say I’m pulling off neon in a better way this time. When paired with darker pieces, like this black denim skirt and leather jacket, the brightness is balanced out. With just enough funk still going on.