I’m a poser. There I said it. I’m one of those girls that wants to load up on leather motorcycle jackets and studded boots, but I’ll shriek like a banshee when put on any sort of scooter that goes faster than 15 miles an hour. I’m really a big scaredy-cat when it comes to most things that are categorized as bad-ass, but I like how those adventurous sorts choose to dress while going about their risky business.
As far as I’m concerned, I’m perfectly happy leaving the actual danger to the professionals while I try to appear like maybe I could have a bike somewhere. If just one person mistakenly thought I was looking online for leather chaps when I was actually reviewing my Roth IRA statements, then I think this jacket has done it’s job.
I’ll see you out there on the road. But I’ll be in a car. With the heater on full blast. And my air bags in place.