Wolves Riding Bears.

We are living in the age of the rebirth of culture.
We've exhausted any creativity or ideas of evolving as a culture, so, we're drawing from ideas of the past to fuel our passions, or, more, forgotten, stolen passions. It's considered attractive, good, cultured, cool, (etc) to associate yourself with some form of waste not want not thrift mentality. Vinyls, old fashions, boots, big hair, etc. Generally the stuff of the past.
Cardigans, flannel shirts, tight jeans and boat shoes, maybe?



As much as I would seem to be a culprit of this craze, and I am, it's quite depressing that we're just relying on old culture to amuse ourselves.
Also, we seem to be embracing some kind of bohemian outlook on life. The enjoyment of the pure and pretty and the harmless. Being subtle and embracing things like romance, minimalism and weirdness. There's a constant mix of most known fashions now. From chav to indie, with tendencies of emo, geekism, classism, European culture, etc.
It seems a nice time to just embrace things.
Taking the best from the worst.

I'm not saying it's a bad thing. It's quite a nice thing to enjoy the nice things in life that are pleasant and lovely. Things that are quite innocently middle-class and intelligent. Intelligence, cleanness, etc. It's better this than to be some really horrible chav.
But as I say, we seem dry, creatively. Relying too much on influence. We should be trying to create our own style.
We're just going around in a circle.

I had another point, but I forgot it...