AS autumn creeps in I know my social media feeds will be filled with Ugg Tazz slippers and whatever this year’s Molly-Mae-approved jacket turns out to be.
I might be Gen Z – and embrace other autumn traditions like pumpkin spice lattes – but I simply can’t tolerate so-called “trendy” autumn fashion.
I should probably add a caveat: at 26, I’m at the older end of the Gen Z scale which also includes 11-year-olds.
There are a few reasons for my distaste.
Firstly, I can’t stomach the idea of looking like a carbon copy of every other Gen Z-er.
Due to pressures from social media, most girls …