I'm in my mid-30s but not a big drinker, so I'm holding up decently well.
If I rock the button up and the trench, I get "sir" from teenagers. And I won't lie...the 1st time I got called that, it felt like ether. But I don't mind at all now.
If I dress a little younger/like a hypebeast, people think I'm 26/27. Smashed a 23 yo earlier this month pulled from a club overseas.
Young brehs reading...drink water, minimize your alcohol intake, and stay in the gym, and you unlock your birthright as black men to age like wine.
Oh, and my hairline aint what it used to be, but finasteride + minoxidil stopped the creep. I'd be on my Nas shyt if I'd started earlier, but oh well.