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Second hand jeans, mind-reading headsets and the Thomas Sabo ankle bracelet

Was it Sheryl Crow who sang "A change would do you good"? Well Sheryl, let's see.

Da daaa.  This reporter emerges with gusto from behind the changing room curtain and declares; "what do you think?"

Now obviously here, we have a slight technicality over the medium in which we are communicating. Asking your opinion on something this reporter is wearing via the written word is akin to when DJs crack a visual joke over the radio. This reporter will have to try and paint a picture with words. Stand by...

She is wearing what can only be described as a pair of jeans which look like they have been saved from the discard and destroy pile of the wardrobe clearout, because indeed that is exactly what they are.

They have frayed hems which have been dragged down a thousand filth strewn streets, worn out knees one false move away from knee cap liberation and a stain down one trouser leg hailing, more than likely, from a milkshake bar of the 1970's.

But us fashionistas are not going to admit they are slightly past their best in our quest for hip-happening style. Because we are now saving these denim items from imminent incineration, slapping a £200+ price tag on them, zipping a host of instagram influencers into them and giving them the coveted title of 'Levis Re/Dones'.

And it's not just the jeans that are in on it. According to official statistics, more and more people are changing their clothes buying habits and getting things second hand instead. The urge for fast fashion is waning and people are considerably more drawn to buying 'better quality' second hand pieces, previously worn by strangers.

It is no longer considered de rigueur to prance around in pristine, fresh off the hanger, cheap, disposable clothing. Everything must look a little bit more worn in and the fantastic news is you are also doing your bit to save the planet. Hurrah. Sheryl may have been onto something after all. Just draw the line at pants and socks.

But then we come to this rather startling technological advancement - the mind-reading headset which lets you silently type on your computer using only your thoughts. So far this devise - grandly called the AlterEgo - is around 90 per cent accurate.

How on earth does this work - you quite rightly wonder. Apparently, when people think about verbalising something the brain sends signals to facial muscles even if nothing is said aloud. The device has sensors that pick up seven key areas along the cheek, jaw and chin that can recognise words and this information is connected directly to a programme embedded in your computer.

So far it can only recognise numbers 0 to 9 and 100 common words so there will be no using it to type up your epic life's memoir yet but researchers behind it say it has 'super powers'. This reporter is concerned which layer of inner dialogue this devise will pick up - the top layer which is actually committed to getting work done, or the more subconscious one which is already planning what to have for lunch?

But as comedian Ruby Wax wrote on Twitter recently: "I love tech - in my day, if you wanted to send something you'd have to glue a fed ex onto a pelican's foot and blow it out of a cannon."

It looks like we need to embrace these changes, even if only for the sake of pelicans. And on that basis we must also wake up to the fact we are not wearing our bracelets around our wrists anymore but around our ankles instead. Grab this ankle bracelet from Thomas Sabo as a sign of willingness to move with the times.

This blog was brought to you courtesy of the new AlterEgo headset. Hmmm - cheese on toast.

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