If ever there was a sign that distinctions between menswear and womenswear have become irrelevant, it's to be found in Faith Connexion. The Paris-based brand has two showrooms in its Rue Tronchet hôtel particulier, but clothes flow freely between them, with store buyers picking up women's washed silk shirts for their men's department and men's denim jackets for their women's floors. In most cases, the only difference between what hangs on the guys' racks and the girls' racks is a few extra inches in the shoulders and the inseam and a few less at the waist. Sizing is one thing. Faith Connexion's gender-bender pièce de résistance, this season at least, was a sequin hoodie with a trompe l'œil beaded cardigan stitched over the top. They photographed it on a male model so pretty he'd send most females into a jealous rage. But Faith Connexion is connecting with retailers for a reason besides fashion's current fixation on androgyny. It mostly has to do with that other obsession : youth. More specifically : wasted youth. The tattered and torn jeans, the bleached-out flannel pajama pants, bondage jumpsuits dripping in D-rings and straps, leather jackets hand-painted with skulls, skirts made from shirts tied so cavalierly at the hips it looks like you could give one sleeve a tug and the little thing would drop to your ankles. If there's a collection more alienating to the over-55 set, we can't think of it. Everybody else, of course, is on a quest to look permanently 25. Faith Connexion has that demographic -and all of the wannabes- nailed.