Misc: Redefining Adulthood

There is a brilliant article in New York Magazine titled Up With Grups that put into words something that was becoming more and more apparent to me:

He owns eleven pairs of sneakers, hasn’t worn anything but jeans in a year, and won’t shut up about the latest Death Cab for Cutie CD. But he is no kid. He is among the ascendant breed of grown-up who has redefined adulthood as we once knew it and killed off the generation gap.

I'm in my mid-thirties and was recently wearing a pair of Vans, khaki-camo cargo shorts, and a Threadless t-shirt thinking I'm certainly not the only one resisting the traditional definition of growing up. The clothes, the music, the state of mind: I have no intention of moving on to more mature things.

On the flip side, it is somewhat off-putting that my natural inclination has now been summarized into a stereotype for news anchors to toss around on the local morning show.

[New York Magazine article via Design Observer]