The 80s Revival

When I was 17, I was actually a pretty cool kid.

I might not have realized it back then, though I think I kind of did, since I didn’t want to become 18 then. I loved being 17. It meant freedom, free to do what you want because you’re young, and not yet the responsibilities that come along when you’re an official adult. So I guess I kind of knew that this age was brilliant. I don’t know though if I realized that I was pretty badass.

You know, I had the guts back then. I was the girl who wore fish net stockings to a catholic school. No doubt I was the only girl there in at least six years that did that. Supposedly people didn’t approve of that, but I just didn’t care. I liked the way it looked and I still like it, but don’t wear it anymore. Back then I was different and didn’t mind it the least. More the opposite. I’ve always wanted to be unique. The thing is, I just was unique over at my high school. Some people would call it weird – I can’t really disagree.

It took a long detour, but via other stuff I got in touch with 80 music back then. It was a discovery. A

What "gothic" has become for the people. Source

What “gothic” has become for the people.

treasure I opened. It all started with the ‘gothic’ groups Within Temptation and Evanescence and a lot of drama. Oh my god I am so gothic. Life is tragic. I must be a fallen angel. That kind of stuff. But then I discovered what real gothic was and like that I dived into a world of good beats and mohawks. Thanks to a forum, appropiatly called ‘The Batcave’ (this was also the name of a club in London where a lot of new wave and 80s groups performed), I got to know more and more about it. Yesterday I wanted to go back to that forum, but apparently it’s been shut down due to lack of action. It made me a bit sad. It was the first time I put myself out there on the Internet. I didn’t have a blog or Facebook back then, so this was my first public account. Exciting. It made me admire a good mohawk (it’s a rarity still), it made me listen to a lot of good music. Music barely anyone knows by now. Along my discoveries: The Cure, Joy Division, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Cocteau Twins and more obscure things. Oh, and it made me like piercings. A whole lot. We all know that this effect never really left me.


This makeup. YES. Source

Since those days I’ve always liked a good 80s beat and a good mohawk. You barely see that in the streets these days. Such a pity. I’m certainly way more open-minded than other people seeing what I have listened to (the best names to mention: Sex Gang Children, Alien Sex Fiend, Virgin Prunes) and what I like. I’m not the one who should judge… At all. So I don’t.

A proper mohawk

Then I turned 18, inevitable, and though I never stopped liking this music, I stopped listening to it so frequently and found new groups and new genres and it all stapled. I cannot stick with one specific kind of music. It’s only now, three years later, that all of sudden I started digging in that genre again. And oh, how I love it! It’s like talking to an old friend again. I missed these things without realizing it! All these songs that stuck with me when I was 17, suddenly I found them again and it was awesome. I’ve been having a little 80s party the last few days. I know I should be studying, but doesn’t that go better with some badass background music?

Mohawk meisje

Both proper mohawks via this site. Just discovered, such a great collection!

Certainly one of the best parts of this ‘re-discovery’ is that I realized I truly like this music. I didn’t listen to it just for the sake of being unique and different, I listened to it because it’s my thing. That’s good to know. In my opinion it makes the younger me even more awesome, for just doing what I liked instead of trying to fit in or trying to standout. Maybe I don’t have to try to stand out at all. Maybe I’m just naturally the weird kid. That’s fine with me 😉

PS: I never died my hair black (I want to be blonde until I go grey), nor did I sport a mohawk. I’ve got four earrings and that’s as far as piercings go. I did wear a lot of black though, which I still do. That’s a tough one to eliminate.

Last but not least, one of the first songs that drew me into this kind of music and which I will always like. Plus, it’s the Sex Gang Children. Now you can tell everyone you know them.


It was a rather boring and meaningless Wednesday when I got my helix. Just another day. Just because I wanted something to happen, perhaps. Because I wanted the doubts to disappear. I no longer have anything to doubt about, because I’ve got my helix and there’s no turning back. And I like it. It’s something that has become a part of me as soon as I stopped freaking over the fact there would be a hole in my ear forever and fucking ever.
But after that freaking, I got used to it, attached to it. It’s always there, whatever I do, and I like it. No regrets at all.

When I returned home the weekend after I got that new love of mine, I discovered my mother still lived though I got my fourth earring now, and that she had bought a Vogue Netherlands. As I’m quite fond of magazines, I started reading and browsing through it. Suddenly, I bumped into an article on how piercings are very hot right now. Apparently, I read with great pleasure, Chanel introduced the ‘chique piercing’. That means you are allowed to have piercings, but they have to be pearls or diamonds. According to the fashion world, that is. I almost ran up to my mother to show it, such coincidence! Or perhaps it’s no coincidence?

I didn’t know anything about this trend though. I didn’t get my ear pierced because I wanted to be ‘en vogue’ – mostly, I turn away from the mainstream. It’s just another proof of the fact that I’m quite a trendsetter.


I did this before, you know. When I was 13, I stumbled upon a pair of shoes, like these:

I was in serious doubt then, to end up buying them anyways, because they were very cool, obvs. Not even a year after this happened, polka dot became an absolute hype. You would see everyone wearing it. Such coincidence… Not. I mean, I was obviously the hipster here, liking polka dot before it was cool…

The same happened with my leather vest. I needed one, I seriously just needed one to survive, and I knew exactly what it had to look like. After searching a long, long time, and running from the beginning of a street to the end again, I finally found the vest of my dreams. By now, you can’t leave a shop without having seen at least six different leather vests. In every colour, long, short, everything you could imagine and much more.


My point is, if I want or buy something, it’ll probably end up being a trend. So definitely watch me, people. I’m foreseeing all the trends.

Which trends did you foresee? What suddenly became fashion after you had finally bought it? Or are you always following trends instead of ‘causing’ them?

Small note: please do not follow this advice. I want to be unique, and wasn’t really pleased with these things becoming trends after all. And no, I’m not a hipster, okay? Okay. This is just to be sure. Small case of lack of self-esteem. That is.