Nearly a month down in 2024 and we’ve already hit a new “aesthetic” mood as they describe them on Tiktok, the current pool of zeitgeist-y thoughts. They’re calling it mob-wife; I would perhaps argue that the look owes more to Kat Slater than Carmela Soprano but you could also file it under “sexy-funeral”.
For me it recalls my Shoreditch indie sleaze Noughties days, when I lived in a vintage leopard-print faux fur coat I bought off eBay for a tenner and would spend the day gradually scribbling more and more black kohl around my eyes until I could just about squint my way along Kingsland Road — tottering in a pair of platform, wait for it, strappy burgundy pony skin sample sale Louboutins. Simpler times.
