I attended a conference in a city where a dear friend lived, so whilst I was there, my friend stopped by to see me. That day, my friend and I dressed alike, he, in his striped shirt with a pair of blue jeans and I, in a similar ensemble. I remember introducing my friend to my dad who was also attending the conference, all formally dressed up in his straight-cut trousers, well-pressed shirt and a tie. The introduction went as usual until my dad made a comment about the younger generation and their love for jeans. I, knowing my dad pretty well, knew he was about to give us a lecture on fashion, so I asked him what he really thought about jeans. He said that anytime he saw a pair of jeans he would always associate it with lumberjacking, and how it reminded him of the time when jeans were a symbol of rebellion among teenagers. We had a good laugh after his comment, but many years have passed since that day and I have not forgotten what he said.