Sins of my youth

In my alternative years I wore, like every self pronounced alternative guy or gal, Dr. Marten's boots. Not because of their health benefits but because they were cool. Mine were even cooler because they sported the Union Jack. Because I liked Britpop. You know how these things go.

What was I thinking? On the other hand: it's sweet I was so obviously in search of a style of my own. And to my surprise they're still (or again?) in the stores. I really hope I will come across a 15-year-old girl wearing them one day.