I was invited to a near-the-perimeter mega church one Sunday night. One of the worship band members had on these skin tight jeans that were pre-ripped on the legs and knees and had the cat whiskers painted on. While joining in the pot luck, some salsa or something spilled on their jeans. You should've heard 'em holler! "My jeans, my new jeans!"
Ripped, whiskered and pre faded, and "now" ruined by a stain.
This must be for the niche market that is really rich, but also really dumb at the same time. They even put a sweatshop worker in one for the stock photo, I bet they gave him an extra dollar today.
Those grass stains are pre-applied so you can’t actually see the real grass stains
From all the times he’ll be “down on his knees” with what we’ll loosely call work.