Because, like the rest of Britain (and the Western world), I am obsessed with exteriors, appearances, beauty, art, photography, film, and everything visual. We are a culture of the eyes, reliant on sight, and consumed by image. So, instead of grovelling in our superficialities, why not celebrate it instead? Here it is then... my surrender to the aesthetic life!
To start the celebration, above are a selection of magazine covers from the year in which I was born - the 90th year of the 20th century, the 990th year of the second millennium and the 1990th year of the Common Era - yep, you got it, it's 1990 folks!
