There’s a certain class of men who really be out here thinking that their personal tastes and preferences are somehow universal.

But I don’t want to get too caught up in his wtf*ery. My big problem was that, in all that time, no one, and I mean no one, called that out for the piece of crap that is is?

(My bonafides: I’m an artist, too. Specifically an illustrator, and fiber artist. Have been since I was ten. I’ve been to school for it, had training, made money, and won awards for it, and even I don’t think that thoughtless, shallow, hot mess, was art.)