Nostalgia for our ‘90s teenage days is getting out of hand.  You can’t move on the internet for pictures of N-sync-era, noodle-haired Justin Timberlake. And let’s not even talk about Cara Delevingne - born in 1992, the same year REM’s Automatic for the People was released - and her penchant for a yin and yang print and bomber jacket.

5ive (who are now 4our) are touring again, shoe-smith to the Spice Girls Shelley’s is about to re-open to cater to the masses’ demands for Buffalo boots and what-not this autumn, and perpetual teenager Avril Lavigne (who is 28, it's worth adding) is getting all up in YouTube’s grill with her high school prom-themed video for new single ‘Here’s to never growing up’, a plea to hold onto the days when you’d ‘sing Radiohead at the top of your lungs’. Thom Yorke must be thrilled.

And Topshop's Unique show in London last February boasted a soundtrack that was almost uniquely Britpop, to which front row progeny born in 1988 gamely attempted to sing along to. Sob.

But seriously, why the need to look back so much? It’s so much easier being 30 in 2013 than it was existing aged 13 in 1996. There were only four channels until Scary, Sport, Baby, Ginger and Posh announced the launch of a new one that nobody could get (or would want) in 1997, and the internet pretty much didn’t exist back then (although at least that meant when it was first shown, your late-night Dawson’s Creek habit wasn’t accidentally broadcast to everyone you know on Facebook - thanks a bunch Netflix).

What did we even do when we couldn’t google the best place to eat pulled pork and drink Brooklyn craft beer or Instagram the hell out of the outfit you’re psyched to have styled at 8am on a Wednesday? And speaking of clothes, pre-2000, JW Anderson, Christopher Kane and Jonathan Saunders were but a twinkle in the BFC’s eye, and even if they hadn’t been, forget trying to afford them on a 1998 rate of pocket money. Tammy Girl, you were a poor substitute but thank you for trying.

Plus, as Buzzfeed so expertly captured in GIFs recently, life post-25 is much easier than it is pre (although damn those university first years and their inhuman resistance to a hangover), so soz ‘90s: you can keep your Adidas jackets and your CDs. Being a grown-up right now rules.