Let’s start at the top…
Just how was your brat summer then? Deliciously diva-ish, we hope. The vibe even made it all the way to the good people at Northumberland Zoo.
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Thank you Charli. You helped us soundtrack those long evenings and sleep-depriving social scrollfests. We love you.
And it inspired us
Inspired us to dive into the past and grab all the best bits for the here and the now, baby. Because looking back never felt so good.
We summoned our very own Y2K era, even finding out who that Tom from MySpace chap was. Weird.
It was off to TikTok for a bit to check out a mid-2000s pop banger and everyone’s best Gnarls Barkley takes. Shattering heartbreaks landed in the feed, RIP to all the loves we lost.
We dripped in wrap around sunnies, burnt our skinny jeans and now gas on phones that aren’t just smart, they flip.
We’re more Snake than Snapchat; we’re thirsty for that digital detox. The chance to cut the social noise. We don’t always need to be online, you know?
Yes, we’re totally here for the age of sacrificing false idols.
#Barclaysmen
False idols you say? Take the football. You can keep your Judes, your Kylians, your Declans.
We go back, baby. We want heritage. Authenticity. None of these polished, babysat, Insta showreels that cost 40 grand to make and run for 10 seconds max merchants.
No. We’re talking Barclaysmen. Real stuff. Ones with the soundtracks to boot, much love.
We just had to jump on this trend. 😅#Pompey x Golden Skans. 🔥 pic.twitter.com/U069tOyj9D
— Portsmouth FC (@Pompey) September 7, 2024
We say looking back is the new looking forward. So who’s up for #bratfall?
Competition time!
Could you name your ultimate #Barclaysman? Drop us a reply and we’ll pick tombola-style out a winner to take home some goodies.