For many millennials (myself included), the early to mid-Noughties is a fashion era we would rather forget. When I think back to my knockoff baby-pink Juicy Couture tracksuit paired with fake Uggs (that famously leant to the side due to their low quality), I feel queasy. It’s the same as when I think of the many ginormous disc belts I collected, the baker-boy hats I tilted to the side and the tiny waistcoats that I sometimes wore.
Our secret shame has resurfaced, however: Y2K fashion (exact meaning: fashion dating from about the year 2000) is back in a big way, leaving those of us who survived it grappling with the ghost of Jane Norman as well as enduring the discombobulating experience of realising the stuff
