A few years ago, the school I was teaching at did “decades day” as one of their spirit week days. Quite a number of my fellow teachers were around my age, so I was not the only person who wore “’90s attire”. However, most of those colleges of mine were ex-jocks who somehow managed to squeeze themselves back into old varsity jackets. Having never played a sport in high school I didn’t have a varsity jacket, so I kind of “grunged” it up with a flannel shirt, some jeans, a Nine Inch Nails T-shirt and a pair of black Doc Martens.
Of course, while the flannel and the NIN T-shirt were authentic, they really didn’t represent who I was or what I wore in high school (in fact, I didn’t get a pair of Docs until after college). The flannel was from J.Crew (and is now the smock my son uses for art time in daycare) and while I do have most of Trent Reznor’s recordings from Pretty Hate Machine through The Downward Spiral, I was never a hardcore fan. But a pair of antique-washed jeans with a braided belt, white oxford shirt, and plaid tie, all from The Gap, would have been lost on my students.
And truth be told, if I wanted to fully represent my 1990s self, I probably should have worn one of my Hootie and the Blowfish tour T-shirts.