I never want to be “that person”, but I have to say it: I was seriously let down by The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. The campy, self-aware story of my favorite half-witch, Sabrina Spellman, traded in its tongue-in-cheek humor for something that takes itself far too seriously for what it is. (Not to mention the apparent confusion that witchcraft = Satanism. That’s just fake news.)

But, much to my annoyance, there is still something inherently likable about Sabrina. It isn’t the blatant sexualization of teenagers. It certainly isn’t the themes of modern-day Satanic Panic. Perhaps it has something to do with the ensemble of lovable foils, from Sabrina’s classically lovable Aunt Hilda to her newly-added cousin Ambrose. But, I think a huge part of Sabrina‘s charm comes from its gorgeous aesthetic. Obviously, the costumes are a huge part of that.

I could easily write an article for every character. But, allow me to start by dissecting the style of the iconic teenage witch that started it all.