I have been told time and time again that as a kid would never wear jeans .I was a cubby little guy and would only wear the hilarious fat kid staple, sweatpants. My mom tells me it had something to do with heavy fabrics and tactile sensitivities.
I was born in the suburbs of Colorado and moved to Lexington Virginia when I was ten. Lexington is world unto its self. It has a population of about 7,000. Give or take a few thousand for the influx of collage students. The style there is a soul crushing county prep-ish atrocity. It is not rare to see cuffed pleated kakis or an entire suit made of unmatching plaid.
I made it out of the country when I was about 19. I move to D.C. where I started a retail career that continues to this day. I started at Urban Outfitters and quickly latched onto jeans and t-shirts. From there I worked a brief stint at the Levis store until I was hired at Denim Bar in Arlington.
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