Are the recent fashion trends working against our maturity?

Being that I am twenty five years old, I was around for the nineties, aka "the good old days". Being born in 1987, I wasn't old enough to experience the nineties in its entirety, but I was lucky enough to experience the tail end of it. Lucky enough to have seen all the 90's sitcom's we all know and love when episode's first aired on prime time TV. I had so many favorite's its hard to remember a time in which there was actually something on TV I thought was worth watching. Sitcom's were actually easier to relate to than "reality" TV. Growing up I idolized sitcom stars, I wanted to dress just like Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I wanted to BE Kelly Bundy and I wanted to go to college in the city like Felicity. From a very young age I loved fashion, I wanted to mirror every trend I saw on television. Although I was a little to young to start dressing like Kelly Bundy or Buffy the Vampire slayer, I did my best with that the Limited Too had to offer. I had three Tupperware containers of scrunchies, several pairs of velvet legging's, spandex leggings, floral leggings. I had a million pair's of overalls and a few pairs of doc martins. I associate scrunchies, leggings and overalls with "better times". These trend's remind me of the innocence of my childhood and being careless and fancy free. During my years attending college in NYC legging's made a serious come back and I was and I was ready, willing and able to indulge. I was lucky enough to be in a city that offered me unlimited access to stores such as American Apparel which offered me the choice of legging's in any color, fabric or pattern I desired. Any refund check i received from my college went immediately toward my "I can finally dress like Kelly Bundy fund". The first time i walked into an American Apparel i was in awe, I had to literally had to pinch myself, on both arms. I spent an hour at least just taking everything in. I remember spotting the circular rack of leggings, in every color i could have ever dreamed of. I had 2,067 dollars in cash in my wallet from the very first refund i received from my college, "the world was mine". After making sure that my parent's wouldn't receive one word about me receiving this refund, I knew i wouldn't be able to sleep until i spent every last penny of it. I did just that, I spent a good three hours in American Apparel, two and a half of which I can't remember, black out status. I bought every tight dress "Kelly Bundy" looking dress in every color it came in. I bought every above the waist skirt in every style available, pairing each one with a chunky belt and or scrunchy. I remember leaving the store thinking about how lucky i was that these trends came back when i was in my prime. Needless to say that was 6 years ago, at the age of twenty five I find it hard to believe I justified spending that kind of money on a "Kelly Bundy" make over. Dressing like Kelly Bundy was the norm in the Lower East Side where I hung out mostly in college, It wasn't exactly as mainstream on the Jersey Shore where i grew up, especially at local Irish pubs but that didn't stop me. It has been a long time since i could afford American Apparel, but i haven't stopped being a fan. At the age of twenty five i have been forced to realize that it is time to tone down the wardrobe. Even though i am still in pretty good shape and lucky enough to say a lot of the clothes i bought during that crazy black out shopping spree still fit, they don't look AS spectacular on as they did when i was nineteen. At the age of nineteen, ESPECIALLY while attending college in NYC the last thing on your mind is looking appropriate or appropriate enough to at least pass as future wife material. I think i rocked the Kelly Bundy look for as long as i could, maybe a little too long. I look at some of the dresses I wore around NYC back in the day and ask myself how it was that i made it home at night without getting dragged by ankles into a dark alley. It wasn't until this winter that i came to terms with the fact that i was getting older and a lot of my friends that had once joined me in my pursuit of becoming modern day Kelly Bundy, hadn't been on board for a while. I started to be the only one still wearing tight dresses and push up bra's out. Being in New York City and living and breathing "trend" can help slow the aging process, but it can't make it go away. Even Kelly Bundy had to hang it up at some point but perhaps the trend was going out around the same time she was growing up. Maybe I don't want to accept the reality of the time period i am living in, maybe I like to be reminded of the "good times". Maybe the closest thing I have to feeling as secure as i did during those times is American Apparel. If American Apparel is the only thing keeping me afloat, I should really be made their hipster mascot. More soon than later because I am twenty five years old and i already look ridiculous rocking a scrunchy, who knows what people will be saying if I'm still wearing neon scrunchies at the age of thirty. All i feel is the overwhelming feeling of uncertainty in regards to my finances, my relationships and my ability to obtain a job that allows me stability enough to start providing for myself as an adult, why give up my youthful style when the world isn't even allowing me to "grow up"? How can I start looking and acting like an adult when I don't feel like one? It takes hard working acting like something you aren't and as long as i remain jobless and slave to my parent's rules and regulations in my mind I'm no older than nineteen. Until the world allows, scrunches and Kelly Bundy it is.