The other day my sister and I were having a discussion on how we’re sort of the ‘in-between’ generation when it comes to the World Wide Web. As a 25-year old and 23-year-old, we’re old enough to remember a world where the Internet did not dominate our lives but young enough to be completely inundiated by it for as long as we can remember. We were young teens during the age of dial-up and we’ve seen AOL Instant Messenger go through various makeovers. We discarded our flashy TyPEd LiKe ThIs AOL member profiles and replaced them with Friendster, MySpace, Facebook, etc. We are the generation of the Internet, but we also remember life without it. We had childhoods without it, where computer class consisted of playing Oregon Trail and frankly, not much else. We’ve typed up papers on Electric typewriters and it was even handed in hand-written essays.
We are the generation that grew up on the verge of the Internet and dove in head-fast as soon as we were able to. So, we wonder how is it growing up as a teenager in this day and age of iPhones, Twitter, Facebook, Photoshop, etc and not knowing life without it. We also wonder whether we’d also be coveted teenage fashion bloogers if we wouldve been born at least five to seven years later?
Or maybe if we were actually able to afford everything Chanel and Marc Jacobs, we’d also get to sit front row at fashion week and contribute our profound fashion ideas.
Whatever it is, we’re damn jealous of these little brats;