"You are very handsome, can I take a picture with you? I'll give you my number, call me if you ever want to go to San Miguel." Head honcho's reply? "I've already been to San Miguel." Which is true. Plenty of times.
Two girls, one with a "Sleep all day, Party all night" t-shirt sit on a bench across the sidewalk. They take photos without asking and giggle slightly louder than they should, hoping that I catch them in the act. The head honcho's response? Spreading the legs a little further apart, intentionally. Smoke starts to rise from the telephone. Capacity overload. Too hot to handle.
Common denominator for all three events: elite t-shirt and that leather vest prototype. Uncontainable sexiness is not for everyone. Wearing ulbator may prove a double edged sword: You will feel more "gender appropriate" but may have to put up with giggling girls. You will feel confident in the durability of your clothes but every now and then you'll have to reject girls that can't control their hormones. Tough deal, we know. Here's a link to the store.