My Mom is walking around the house in new dark wash skinny jeans. I'm not even kidding. I could hardly believe it when I saw her this morning. Meanwhile, I'm wearing my zig-zag patched, deep cuffed faded bootcuts that got left at my house five years ago. I'm not sure who this is more embarrassing for. My Mom is catching trends that I haven't bought into. A sure sign that they're not new or cutting-edge stylish. It's now time for flare jeans to be so last decade.