Dave’s only sells skirts for men—fourteen of them, actually. It’s a great effort, but I don’t see it being successful. In a word: try-hard. Exaggerated cuts to distinguish from womenswear, but the truth is that the confident wearer doesn’t give any shits or fucks about the thoughts of ignorant observers. The liberated wearer casts off the bondage of external opinion.
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