Now, I know I have friends who care. I know they're supportive, and that's because they are great people. This one friend of mine shared a link to my website where a "masc" leather queen saw that I sold MEGGINGS!!!! heavens no!!!! this diluted mess, whilst clutching her pearls, decided to repeatedly shut down every attempt anyone made to complement my work. He went as far as to mention how anti-masculine the designs are...
Let me be the first to say, "I don't design for everyone." You're entitled to your opinion, bitch, but get it out of my face... Furthermore, if you insist on maintaining your "masculine" appearance with ill-fitting leather and an "I don't give a fuck" attitude regarding hygiene and blood pressure, go for it. The truth is, I don't go to wherever it is you pretend to be straight and knock the purse out of your mouth. Don't shit on my work, into which not only do I put a ton of time and effort, but also my own money. I make this shit. Myself. If you were to take a second you'd understand you are not my target market, nor do I plan to change that in the near future. I'm doing all this on my own and on my own dime in an effort to create something for the new generation and for the us scrawny dudes that like to wear fun stuff. That said, I'm sure you can think back to when you were considered young... when the older generations of real men clad in leather spoke down to your generation calling you a faggot and considering you a know-nothing. Well, know this. You are still that boy. Your opinion is still based on ignorant prejudice. I am not your boy. And the true nature of the leather lifestyle is based on core principals like respect. What do you gain by completely belittling and trying to argue about the integrity of my work? It will not solve the big problem; which is that you're bitter, tired, and undesirable. Fabric cost money, sweetie. You want XXL, you will have to pay more than someone would for a S. Thats how that works. I do custom sizing, but it aint free. Don't hate me. Hate the sandwich.
