Just who exactly do jellyfish think they are?

If you're not aware of Oh Comely magazine, well join the club. It's not my usual pick from the bunch. But after the latest instalment of magazines in our pre-seminar chilling space, I felt in the mood for a little experimentation.

So in true Megan-Eve fashion, I was first drawn to the cover of the zine: a white frame, handwritten typeface, and a very aesthetically pleasing image. It's minimal in comparison to the usual ad and incentive filled front cover, which makes me happy. In other words, it'll look pretty on my desk. Diving in to the content, it's not what you'd expect, from stories to the science of comets, there's definitely a lot to absorb. But without focusing on a particular article, what I really reacted to was a sentence on the front cover...'Style cues from our younger selves'

Hm.

What would you tell your younger self, now, if you could? Would you tell them not to bother ever buying knee high socks, or that combat trousers were never cool?

I basically got into uni by confessing my childhood fashion sins. I distinctly remember mentioning both my purple, red, pink and blue denim trousers and my tasseled leather waistcoat. I didn't have enough characters to mention my American sweatsuit combination...unfortunately they missed out on that little gem.

I basically spent a lot of my childhood (or what I could remember) trying to be as boyish as possible. Which if you know me now, is hard to believe. I don't know whether this was because I found it easier to be friends with boys than girls, but now that is very much the opposite. But, of course, my fashion followed suit and it's good to know that I've improved since then.

I'd probably tell m younger self that I did it all, well, kinda right. I made the mistakes at an age when it doesn't really matter what mistakes you make. Yes I probably should have let my Mum dress me for a little longer, or in some cases not let her so easily persuade me that I looked good (as these fashion disasters continued into my mid teens for sure) but I had fun while it lasted, and now I'm pretty sure of myself and my identity.

'If you pay any attention to the whims of fashion, you'll know it's a fickle beast with mysterious powers that can make us lust after an item one week, and completely forgot about it by the next.'

Rewind, back to the magazine. One article, A la mode, looks at the cycle of Fashion. Quoting James Laver, author and curator, from his 1937 Taste and Fashion book, the magazine has a go at creating their own version of 'Laver's Law'. A 'law' which breaks down the lifespan of fashion and suggests it's repetition. Further researching this, I found a website (http://searchingforstyle.com/2010/07/lavers-law/) that successfully places a Christian Dior collection into this theory.

So maybe if you're feeling compelled to see if you learnt from your childhood fashion mistakes or whether you're repeating outfits from ten years ago an were clearly a fashion genius and one well before your time, maybe you could try this out. Put either your favourite collection, or either old family photo's in to an order following something of this Laver Law, or make your own Law?!

I would share my childhood photos if I didn't think I'd scar you for life, no-one should be put through that.