I went snowboarding a few weeks ago. I know, very cool. As I stood in the lift line, surrounded by kids much younger and much cooler, I was overcome by deja vu. I hadn't seen any of these kids before, nor had I been to this mountain, but it all felt so familiar. It wasn't until later in the day, when I stopped at a snowboard store, that I realized why everything on the mountain seemed familiar: it was the clothing.
I had gone to the snowboard store with the intention of looking at new boards and pretending to know what I was talking about "Now, I heard the laminate on the new Burtons isn't great in icy conditions. Have you heard that?" but instead wandered into the apparel section. That's when it hit me: these colors, these patterns, everything about the cool snowboarding gear on sale was the same as it had been in the early 90's. Neon greens and yellows, Saved-By-The-Bell-Esque patterns on hot pink jackets, I had seen, and worn, all of this before.
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