What the fuck am I paying for?

As with most people I imagine that we don't want to be reminded of our mortality or in another subtle way, our lack of connection with youth. I've always considered myself youthful at heart, even though a lot of if is due to a certain innocence and naivity on how the world works. And yet approaching the mid-point of my 20's there are small signs that dawn upon you that you are no longer "with it" anymore.

I'm never really one to completly whore myself to trends, but when shopping at American Outbackers, I saw all these "pre-made" jeans for the selection. Pre-washed. Pre-faded. Clay tainted. I looked at them and my older jeans that look like complete shit and wonder why the hell would I want to buy jeans that I essentially am wearing right now? It didn't exactly hit me that hard that I wasn't with it anymore, especialy considering that I had more of a revelation in Winners earlier where all the Hilfiger (or was it Ck?) jeans were exactly the same sort of anorexic model jeans of wonder that I've seen in jean rack. It's pretty bizarre to me anyways. But two pairs of levis later, good old fashioned well worned red tab levis, I'm a bit happier in my status quo.