Is there a male equivalent of "mom" jeans?
I've been wearing the same damn brand of denim since high school. Nothing fancy, Levi's 501 shrink-to-fit jeans. Button fly. We used to buy them at Miller's Outpost a couple of weeks before school started, and given my long, stubborn fashion history (black Hanes t-shirts, Chuck Taylors, jeans)it should come as no surprise that I've been repurchasing the same basic uniform for over three decades.
I don't know what the hell came over me, but I was in Old Navy and there was a sale and a coupon and I walked out with these things for $18 and change. Jeans with a zipper? Now I've seen everything.
Do I feel like a fraud? You bet. A cheap sonofabitch? Uh-huh. End of an era or just a momentary lapse in reason?
It's too soon to tell.
I washed them, I wore them, I confessed my misgivings. The people I was with last night couldn't care less.
There is an inevitable invisibility that comes with age, that much I know, but I still want to recognize myself as I pass through life, undetected.