'Do your palms ever itch?'
It's been a while since I've written a post like this. Inspired by this great gift from my Mother, I've decided to this week focus on perhaps the greatest thing to happen to television, and my wardrobe, ever. Welcome, dear readers, to the strange and beguiling town of Twin Peaks.
Now this is tricky, because I don't want to give the story away in case some of you haven't watched Twin Peaks. Although, if you haven't ... go now, and rectify this HUGE error in your ways. And then thank me later for introducing you to something that will actually enrich your existence. For reals, it's that good.
Twin Peaks is plucked from the imagination of David Lynch, and if you've ever watched any of his films, you'll have some idea of what you're in store for. The show follows the aftermath of the horrific murder of Homecoming Queen Laura Palmer, as FBI Agent Dale Cooper arrives to investigate alongside the town's police force. As the police pick apart Laura's character and discover her double life, Lynch strips back the town and its people, until you realise that nothing is as it seems in Twin peaks. Everybody has something to hide.
Twin Peaks managed to achieve something quite rare when it was first screened in the early 90's, becoming both a ratings hit and a cult classic, it's strange mix of drama and the surreal ( and it is very, very surreal) attracting a diverse audience, and inspiring imaginative Halloween costumes for decades to come. I didn't see it until a few years later, I think I was in my early teens, when my parents insisted I stay up late (cool parents), and watch it. Readers, it changed me. It also scared the absolute bejeebas out of me, and I would crawl into bed after an episode too scared to look out of the window in case there should be an owl sitting in the apple tree outside. Which is odd, as you don't tend to get too many owls hanging out in suburban Leicester.
In my last job before baby, there was a guy who looked just like Bob, and I mean just like him. Well, every time I saw him I shuddered. I couldn't look at him, because every time I did I thought of this - one of the most terrifying scenes in the entire programme (*spoiler alert*).
On a slightly more superficial level, this is a tv programme with a serious sense of style. From Agent Cooper, to Nadine, to the Log Lady, every single character has a very distinct aesthetic presence in the story.
Agent Dale Cooper. Don't all swoon at once.
Nadine, her eye-patch, and those silent curtain runners.
The Log Lady, inspiring endless Halloween imitations for decades to come.
But it was the High School characters of Laura (RIP), Audrey, and Donna who, unsurprisingly, made the biggest impact on me. With their knee socks, cashmere sweaters, tartan pencil skirts, and chunky cardies, these characters have provided perhaps the most consistent reference point in my wardrobe for the last decade and a bit. Come Winter and I'm all over this look - particularly when I worked in an office, and I needed to be work-wear appropriate but at the same time feel like me (I think I mainly veered more towards 'me' than 'work-wear appropriate, but whatever, no one ever said anything to me).
Come see me as the nights draw in and you can bet your bottom dollar that I'll be wearing some combination of the knit sweater/cardie/pleated skirt/button-down shirt variety. Not only is it easy - a must when you've got a kid - but there's something timeless about the looks represented in Twin Peaks, which manage to be both very 90's but also hark back to the first decade of true teen style, the 1950's.
I wanted to be Audrey Horne when I was younger (without the messed up daddy issues though, obvs). And if you want to see one of the weirdest but coolest dancing scenes on TV, well there's no need to look any further than this...
With that, I bid you adieu. Pretty confident that my evenings are going to be taken up re-watching this wonder, and I hope I've inspired you to do the same. Just remember folks, THE OWLS ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM.