How to look like a millennial who doesn't give a f**k about looking like Gen Z

WANT to look like a person in their 30s and 40s with no interest in dressing like the younger generation? Here’s how.

Sneer at your phone

Chances are your social media algorithm is spamming your feed with exhausting fashion advice from people who can’t even remember 9/11. Don’t give them the satisfaction. Instead flaunt your utter contempt for their youthful optimism with a hearty sneer. You’re not jealous about no longer being the cool, young demographic at the centre of pop culture anymore. Not at all.

Spend your clothes budget on bills and rent

You could spunk your meagre income on thrifted clothes, wide jeans and pleated skirts. Or you could be a massive rebel and stick it to Gen Z by paying for your bills in your five-person house share. It may not be very brat of you, but you’re getting on a bit now and you have nothing to show for it. Don’t call this behaviour adult-core, you’ll only be playing into their hands.

Keep your side parting

The time for dicking about with your hair has long passed. You need to ride out whatever style you’re currently rocking until the grave or it all falls out. This means sticking with your side parting if your barber gave you one and you were too shy to say you didn’t like it. Wait a couple of years and you’ll probably be down with Gen Alpha anyway.

Wear whatever socks you want, life is too short to be hung upon this shit

Do Gen Z prefer knee-high socks or do they love low-cut ankle socks? It doesn’t matter. Wear whatever is clean in your sock drawer and focus on more important things in life, like absolutely anything else. You’ve only got roughly another 30 years on the clock so don’t waste another second on this trivial bollocks.

Adhere strictly to society’s gender norms

There’s no stronger way to communicate that you do not care about looking like Gen Z than by wearing a suit if you’re a man or a floral summer dress if you’re a woman. Pair these with an accessory like a heterosexual partner and you’ll be powerfully subverting the aesthetics of young people. You’ll also have morphed into everything you railed against as a teen but you no longer care.

Tents also a f**king nightmare when it's hot, family confirms

A FAMILY returning from a week in Weymouth has confirmed that camping is no better when the weather is gloriously sunny.

The Whittakers at first believed themselves amazingly fortunate to be away during a heatwave rather than their usual week of rainstorms, but soon realised it made living conditions equally intolerable.

Dad Ryan said: “For a day, it was luxurious. Not waking to the sound of rain on nylon. Not managing a dwindling stock of dry clothes. Sitting out watching the sunset with wine.

“The problem is that the sun rises at half-f**king-five and shortly after the tent becomes so hot you flop out of it gasping like a fish on shore. And the sun’s still staring down at you, unblinking, eager to burn.

“By mid-afternoon, even going in the tent to get sun cream is like venturing into an oven. The sun is merciless. You spend all day darting between patches of shade. The children drink from taps like dogs.

“We’re living on farmers’ hours. The ice-cream budget’s easily exceeded what we normally pay for a day sheltering from the elements in a tank museum. The sun is my enemy and I yearn to kill it.

“Still, it’s nice to have scientifically proven that camping is impossible in all circumstances. Now we can burn the tent.”