As of today, I am no longer in the prime advertising demographic. In theory, nobody's ever going to try to sell me an iPod or a backpacking trip to Thailand again; from now on, it's only foot lotions, lawn-care products and insurance.
I dunno, they all get a bit foggy with the age demarcations. And, with all the Gen Ys apparently about to be laid off as a result of the recession ecause they're "lazy" and "high maintenance" (which is the biggest load of cock), I doubt we'll be escaping the attentions of Saatchi and Saatchi (or whoever) that quickly.
It's just the odometer effect, really.
Happy Birthday. Stop worrying and enjoy your life. :)
You're 35 too?
Here, it'd probably be Marks & Spencer's Blue Harbour line or something. (Having said this, I'm wearing clothes entirely from H&M, with the exception of a Pop Boutique jumper and some boots from Camden Market. Aging disgracefully, I am.)
It's too cold for Chuck Taylors or anything like them here; one's feet would freeze on contact with the ground. Hence English football-hooligan boots it is (Grinders, which are a bit like DMs only still made in England), at least for the next few months.
If you turned up to work in Canberra wearing something that would be seen as socially acceptable in Fitzroy or Newtown, wouldn't people think you were weird/some kind of fashion victim/insufficiently grown up?
this is an interesting thread. How many of us work in situs where we have to wear something we wouldn't wear to a gig on friday night or the cafe on sunday morning?
Obviously not counting things like "don't be naked" and "work in pub, wear closed shoes"
I don't and haven't really since 2000 when I left my job as a fine dining waiter to become a fine dining dishpig with a mohawk. A side note - the waitress that took my job became my partner of 7 years.
Welcome to the land of 35. It's not quite so well defined as the marketing industry would like to think. But then again, they do more holding us back than any forward thinking they like to give themselves credit for.