Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen turn 30 today. It’s upsetting for two reasons:
1. It’s a poignant reminder that the Olsen’s last movie, New York Minute, was released over a decade ago.
2. At age 30, Mary-Kate and Ashley are swathed in more cashmere throws than I’ll ever know what to do with.
The Olsen evolution has been an exciting one to witness. Once the century’s poster children for rubber chokers and Blockbuster weekend rentals, they are now the emblem of cool. With two successful clothing lines under their belt and enough croc-embossed luxury goods to raise Steve Irwin from the dead, the Olsens have made the ultimate 180.
Or have they?
Mary-Kate and Ashley have always been retailers. Among the things they sold me were Malibu Style Eau de Toilette Spray, dirty blond highlights and matching denim overalls with which I had no twin to share.
I owned their Travel the World boxset before I could navigate a remote control.
In the year 2000, you were either a Mary Kate or an Ashley; both options were available at your local Walmart.
Indeed, our favorite set of twins have graduated from grandmother’s house. They’ve since traded in their spaghetti straps for bohemian-bourgeois silhouettes. Their pouts may have grown slightly more sober but nonetheless, their expressions seem to say, “We know we’re cool. But our lips are sealed.”
So hello, MK & A, you chic warriors of modest hemlines and shuffling flats. We’ll continue to watch you on your journey and loudly support you as you grow.
And even if it’s not Thursday, TBT.
Feature Image via CFDA
Perhaps the now-streamlined style of the Olsen Twins will inspire you to wear a black slip dress or acquire a pared-down uniform to call your own. Or you, know, maybe you can help us caption this Vine of the twins that NYT’s Vanessa Friedman captured. And speaking of sisterhood…