Corporate Punks
I started making baby punk clothing when I was pregnant with my son, Killian 7 years ago. I did it so I could work from home and spend time with him and also so he could wear some cute punk clothes. Being a punk rock girl most of my life I loved Punk Clothes and I was scared to death of all the gap / mainstream baby clothing out there. I definitely wasn’t going to put my lil’ punk rocker in a yellow teddy bear t-shirt, the whole idea scared the hell out of me! What was a hip young mom to do? I looked all over the place, online in malls and even on South Street in Philly, but nobody made cool baby or kids punk rock clothing. I wanted a kids misfits t-shirt, baby chuck taylors, little wifebeaters, or kids bondage pants. Sorry, they just did’t exist! So, instead of settling for mint green jumpers, i started making the stuff myself. A girl I was friends with at the time was also in the same boat as me and so we started Sourpuss Clothing. It was supposed to be kids and baby punk wear only, but it grew really quickly, soon we were carrying girls punk clothing, guys band t-shirts, punk clothing and accessories made by other manufacturers, and we sold our own line of wholesale punk clothing. And to make a very very long story short it became a nightmare! I turned into the enemy, I turned into everything I ever hated, I became a corporate punk rock asshole. I was working round the clock to supply the world with lil skull t-shirts! It was crazy! Towards the end both of my kids were with babysitters full time and mommy was never home! It didn’t seem to bother my business partner who always seemed to care more about herself than her kids anyhow, but I couldnt take it, so I got out. And I started Too Fast Clothing, now I have the best of both worlds, my kids and cool clothes, maybe not quite as many, but man, it is worth every minute of it. All I can say is beware of Corporate Sluts, dressed in punk rockers clothes.






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