THICK THIGHS. CRUSHING HEADS. SMASHING DEADS.
A Rant by The Enforcer
You know what pisses me off?
We still live in a world that tells strong women to shrink.
Shrink their voice.
Shrink their presence.
Shrink their f***ing thighs.
They tell her to tone it down—make herself smaller to fit someone else’s comfort zone.
But strength isn’t supposed to be quiet.
And it sure as hell isn’t supposed to be cute.
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Someone I respect—a real one—stood in front of a mirror and said:
“Ugh. My thighs are getting too thick.”
Too thick?
I looked her dead in the eye and told her the truth:
“They’re not too thick.
They’re built for war.”
“They’re for crushing heads and smashing deads.”
Not a compliment.
A reality check.
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That’s how this shirt was born.
Not from some marketing brainstorm.
Not from chasing trends.
From calling bullsh*t on the idea that powerful women should apologize for the muscle they earn.
This isn’t about empowerment hashtags and gym selfies.
This is about respect.
About fearlessness.
About refusing to make strength more palatable just to please people who couldn’t carry it themselves.