From Trash Can Straight To Seventh Avenue

You look disgusting. Your ripped and filthy jeans don't fit. Your T-shirt is the lowest form of rock-concert paraphernalia, and the flannel shirt you have wrapped around your waist is stained. And those boots! Would your mother let you out looking like this? She might, if she had just forked out $1,500 for your outfit.

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