Why I Dug Up 2016 Fashion
Found my old phone while cleaning the attic last week – scrolled through photos and damn, my 2016 fits were painfully outdated. Decided to recreate five looks everyone wore that year just for kicks. Grabbed my dusty Doc Martens and headed to thrift stores like a madman digging for treasure.
The Hunt Begins
First stop was denim jackets. Remember when everyone layered them over hoodies? Took me three stores to find one that didn’t fit like a potato sack. Snagged a light-wash Levi’s with elbow patches for $8. Felt like winning the lottery.
Look #1: Skinny Everything
Hunted down black skinny jeans tight enough to cut off my circulation. Found some stretchy H&M pair still with factory tags. Paired it with:
- That thrifted denim jacket
- Plain white V-neck tee
- Cheapo suede Chelsea boots
Tried doing the “skinny jeans squat test” – heard an ominous ripping sound immediately. Worth it.
Look #2: Bomber Mania
Every basic dude owned a bomber jacket in 2016. Found an olive green one at Goodwill smelling faintly of nachos. Washed it twice before daring to wear. Styled it with:
- Grey jogger sweats
- Retro New Balance sneakers
- Fake wood-grain watch
Felt like I should be holding a pumpkin spice latte awkwardly.
Look #3: Flannel Overload
Remember when flannels were worn as shirts/jackets/headbands? Grabbed a red-and-black buffalo check flannel. Tied it around my waist over:
- Distressed light wash jeans
- Graphic tee with faded band print
- Those same Docs from Look #1
Spent five minutes trying to nail that “carelessly tied” look. Spoiler: it looks careless because it’s annoying to keep adjusting.
The Final Fits
Finished with two more disasters: athleisure with mismatched Nike socks and joggers, and monochrome minimalism wearing three shades of grey like a confused villain. Took mirror selfies doing duck-face poses – instantly regretted life choices.
2016 VS Now
Wore these downtown pretending it was still 2016. Got exactly two reactions:
- Older dude gave me a nostalgic thumbs up
- Teenagers pointed and laughed their asses off
Conclusion? Fashion cycles are brutal. That bomber jacket’s back in my donation pile. Some trends should stay dead.
