Your teenage bedroom was the first time your personality really took shape. From the tacky Beverly Hills 90210 posters you blue-tacked to the wall to the love letters you scribbled on the back of your bed, your bedroom was your world. It said more about you than the Wrangler jeans your mum forced you to wear. It was who you were. Here, we step into the teenage worlds of four nostalgics whose bedrooms haven’t been turned into game rooms or, worse, into household dumps.