i wanna infiltrate more rich spaces with my broke arse- yes I will sneak in my meal deal.
But in the sense that I will “dress up” for the occasion - but my clothes won’t be designer and will have loose strings because I don’t feed into the consumerist hell hole. so I showed up to the opera in full leather (second hand).
if people with money can appropriate and fetishise working class style and culture, then it’s only right for me to return the favour.
