February 24th, 1997. Picture the scene. You’re a suburban tween, lying on the (patterned) carpet in front of the (analogue) TV. Hairbrush microphone in hand, Chupa-Chup in mouth, blinking through a cloud of vanilla body spray. It’s BRIT Awards night, and you’re about to have your mind blown.
Even if you weren’t watching that night – heck, even if you weren’t born yet – there’s a high chance the same visual will spring to mind. It’s the one that was plastered across the front pages the next morning; capturing a moment, a mood, an attitude. And a dress. Girl power had pinned its colours to the mast, and they were red, white and blue.
