#vintage leather jacket

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Ruby, 27 Gabriel, 27

Ruby: “I’m wearing a Miu Miu jacket, Comme des Garçons skirt, and Lolo the Ballerina shoes.

Gabriel· “I’m wearing a vintage leather jacket, Gucci trousers, and Dr Martens loafers. And our daughter Hella. The three of us inspire each other’s style.”

Oct 14, 2022 ∙ Chelsea

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Sharon Alexie/Flammed Pigalle July 2021 Newest Cool on Instagram

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Vintage 1960s 1970s Brown Leather Jacket by Golden State Leather Fashions motocross Men's Size 36 Only $45

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Buy Vintage Leather Jacket

Discover the allure of our vintage leather jacket, where timeless style meets modern craftsmanship. Each jacket is designed with a nod to classic aesthetics, ensuring you stand out effortlessly. Made from high-quality leather, our jackets provide unmatched durability and comfort, perfect for any occasion. Embrace your individuality and express your unique style with our vintage collection. Explore our selection today and find the jacket that resonates with your soul!

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Get the Latest Vintage Leather Jackets and Flying Tiger Jacket at AK Leather

In the ever-evolving world of fashion, some styles always retain their appeal. Vintage leather jackets are one such timeless piece that continues to captivate fashion enthusiasts around the globe. Whether you're drawn to the rugged appeal of a classic biker jacket or the historical significance of a Flying Tiger jacket, AK Leather is your go-to destination for the latest vintage leather jackets. Let's explore why these jackets are so popular and what makes AK Leather the best place to find them.

The Timeless Appeal of Vintage Leather Jackets

Vintage leather jackets are more than just a fashion statement—they're a piece of history. These jackets have been worn by icons and rebels, embodying a sense of freedom, adventure, and rugged individualism. From the aviator jackets of WWII to the rebellious biker jackets of the 1950s, each style tells a story and offers a unique blend of durability and style.

At AK Leather, we understand the allure of vintage leather jackets. That's why we curate a wide selection of the finest vintage styles, each crafted with attention to detail and quality. Our jackets are not just replicas—they are authentic pieces that capture the essence of the eras they represent.

Why Choose AK Leather for Your Vintage Leather Jacket?

Authenticity and Quality: We pride ourselves on offering only the highest quality vintage leather jackets at AK Leather. Each jacket in our collection is crafted from premium leather, ensuring durability and comfort. We source our jackets from the best manufacturers so you can be confident in the authenticity of your purchase.

Wide Selection: Whether looking for a classic bomber jacket, a rugged biker jacket, or the iconic Flying Tiger jacket, AK Leather has something for everyone. Our extensive collection features a variety of styles, sizes, and colors, making it easy to find the perfect jacket to suit your taste.

Attention to Detail: Our commitment to detail sets AK Leather apart. Every aspect of our jackets is meticulously crafted, from the stitching to the hardware, to ensure they meet the highest standards. Our vintage leather jackets are designed to look great and stand the test of time.

Expert Guidance: Need help determining which jacket is right for you? Our team of experts is here to help. Whether you need advice on sizing, styling, or care, we're committed to ensuring you find the perfect jacket that meets your needs.

The Iconic Flying Tiger Jacket

One of the most sought-after items in our collection is the Flying Tiger jacket. Initially, it symbolizes bravery and adventure, originally worn by the American Volunteer Group during World War II. Known for its distinctive patches and rugged design, this jacket has become a favorite among collectors and fashion enthusiasts.

At AK Leather, we offer a range of Flying Tiger jackets that are true to the original design. Each coat is made with high-quality leather and features the iconic Flying Tiger logo, making it a must-have for anyone looking to add a piece of history to their wardrobe.

How to Care for Your Vintage Leather Jacket

Investing in a vintage leather jacket from AK Leather means you'll want to ensure it lasts for years to come. Here are a few tips to help you care for your coat:

Clean Regularly: Wipe down your jacket with a damp cloth to remove dirt and dust. Avoid using harsh chemicals that can damage the leather.

Condition the Leather: A leather conditioner keeps the material soft and supple. This will prevent the leather from drying out and cracking.

Proper Storage: Store your jacket in a cool, dry place away from direct sunlight. Use a padded hanger to maintain its shape and avoid creases.

Conclusion

Vintage leather jackets and the iconic Flying Tiger jacket are more than just outerwear—they are a statement of style, history, and individuality. We are dedicated to bringing you the finest selection of these timeless pieces at AK Leather. With our commitment to quality, authenticity, and customer service, you will find the perfect jacket to suit your style.

Explore our collection today and add a touch of vintage charm to your wardrobe with AK Leather's latest offerings.

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https://www.etsy.com/listing/1533876689/90s-vintage-custom-oversized-black?click_key=2a5f90d1c03f7f89426d979af5bce86cfecac4bd%3A1533876689&click_sum=bf24ce5c&ref=shop_home_active_1&frs=1 Custom 90's oversized vintage leather jacket - hand-painted instagram : steampunk.wear

[mig-leather]

I am waiting for you to lick 👅 my boots…

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In The Shade Fanzine | Suzan Lovett, 2005

Now that it's officially fall, allow me to bless you with some sweater-weather Spirk surrounded by angels~

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Raf Simons leather jacket with folded back detail

Kinetic Youth

S/S 1999

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Couldn’t pick one out of this lot of photo’s so have a few, you’re welcome.

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i want money, power, and glory.

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Strappys visit to Penelope's house turns into a horrible eternal leathery hell

Written with @sissyfen (wanna RP with me? message me and lets do it!)

Penelope: You receive an invite to an exclusive party from someone you’ve seen around town, though never actually spoken to. How she knew where you lived you have no idea, but you do know that you have always been captivated by her. Every day she walks past you in the street, a seemingly unassuming old lady, though she doesn’t seem to bother her. What most caught your eye however is her clothes, a thick, black leather jacket, a long black leather dress and vintage leather boots, all well worn and supple, swishing and creaking slightly as she walks. She had almost caught you looking multiple times, but every time she turned to face you, you turned away, just in time, or so you thought.

“I’ve seen your gaze,” the letter began. “If you wanted a closer look all these years, you only needed to ask. I live in the mansion outside of town. Arrive by 2100 tonight and I would be happy to give you a closer inspection. I promise you, the experience will leave you breathless and be like nothing you have ever experienced”

“Penelope.”

Strappy: I arrive to her mansion wearing a three piece suit. I stand at the gate and ring the intercom.

Penelope: It takes a few minutes, but eventually the door swings open, allowing you to see into the house. It is dark, with the smell of old leather hitting you instantly, though your eyes are drawn to me, standing in the middle of the entrance hall in my leather dress and jacket

“Come in, close the door.”

Strappy: I close the oversized creaking door. It had to be 250 years old. Walking into the house was like stepping back in time, the smell of cigar smoke was everywhere, green walls and large shining wood ornaments and chandeliers above. A closet across the room gave off a strong leathery smell. The door makes a loud click. I am startled and say “What happened. Are we locked in?!” I step closer to Penelope almost close enough to touch her and I do. I wrap my arms around her out of fear and also wanting to get closer to her very shiny jacket and dress. As I wrap my arms around her I smell a toxic smell of sweaty leather. I try to pull away but my hands won’t move. My mind somehow has fallen under control of her leather outfit. I whimper and pull away with my head as much as I can saying “How, why are my arms stuck to your jacket. The back of your neck and dress smell nasty, I can barely breathe back here, just wanted to hug you.” I start to breathe heavier as the air becomes hotter, more humid, less breathable, the odors intensifying.

Penelope: “Hmmmm, usually this takes at least a few minutes, but you made this so easy,” I purr, wrapping my arms around you and pulling you tighter. The breath is forced from your chest as I crush you with far more strength than an old lady should have been able to manage

“I have watched you for so long, my dear. So enthralled with my leather, so desperate to smell it, to taste it. I know your type. You will do nicely.”

With that I put my hand on the back of your head, roughly forcing it into the leather of my armpit. The old leather is disgusting, never having been washed since the day I brought it all those years ago. 

“Does it smell as good as you imagined, leather slave?” I cackle, making sure the rank leather fills your mouth and nose completely

Strappy: I suck on Penelope’s leather covered armpit. The soft old leather filling my mouth and nostril with a toxic taste I’ve never tasted before. It could only be described as salty rotting fish mixed with leather and cheese. Whatever it could be described as made me gag and cry as she squeezed my head harder and harder. I began to pull at her muscular arm wondering how the hell she is doing this, wondering if she will let go, I’m having trouble getting any air, what tiny breaths I can get are tainted in the smell of her 200 year old jacket. The jacket I had stared at for so long. The jacket I had as my background on my phone which Penelope saw as I walked in, I squirmed weakly beneath her armpit time seemingly has slowed to a standstill. It seems like an eternity beneath her sticky humid rancid sticky leather covered armpit. I am confused as to how I have not blacked out. Maybe it hasn’t been much time at all. Maybe she’s cursing me. Maybe she’s a witch. All I can do is weakly writhe under her arm, my cock starting to get hard from the smothering stinky leather, I am embarrassed as I feel a hard on coming from being smothered in the armpit of a 200 year old jacket on a 80 year old woman. How I found myself in Penelope’s house is baffling, we actually met in the middle of the road, I had hit the side of her car and her butler and she and I had a nice coffee and settled up the accident, it was just some paint and I had revealed to Penelope that I love leather. She was wearing another jacket at the time, she invited me to her estate to play in leather and in a matter of minutes the simple act of greeting one another became a horrible armpit smothering that I began wondering “Am I going to make it out from under this crazy woman’s armpit alive? Am I going to survive the night? How long is she going to hold me as her hostage in this gross smelling house and with this jacket!”

Penelope: I keep holding you until I finally feel you start to weaken, before pulling your face away from my jacket and allowing you to get one single breath. As you try for a second, I quickly pull the jacket off and wrap it round your head, pushing you to the floor as I do.

“I do hope you told someone where you were coming, but I doubt it, slaves like you never think to take precautions when invited over by strangers women.”

I laugh, pulling the jacket around your face taught, your head now buried deep within one of the arms. The smell is even worse than before, mixed with a strange sludge like material. 

“I suppose you’re wondering why I lured you here, my little slave,” I begin, roughly grabbing your arms and binding them together with strips of leather, before doing the same with your legs.

“You see, I’ve been doing this for a long time. A very, long time. I am over 2000 years old you know, and the secret? The suffering of pathetic slaves like you!”

I grab your legs and pull you further into the house, laughing as I hear you gasping against the disgusting leather.

“I hope you enjoy this, slave, because today is the first day of the rest of your life! That sludge you are currently smothering in is an elixir of my own making, it will make you immortal! All the better for me to feed of your suffering alongside the hundreds of others I’ve trapped!”

Strappy: I make gurgling cries as I swallow this strange toxic sludge. It’s thick and gluey, it tastes sweet salty sweaty and leathery. It’s instantly mind breaking. Taking control of my mind it makes me eager to suck it down. Eager to suck the stinking jacket tight to my face and into my mouth. I think to myself “2000 year old woman. The rumors are true. Fuck. What’s happening!” I squirt in my pants losing control of my orgasms. Now I’m actually *turned on* by Penelope’s rancid jacket. Maybe it isn’t the jacket, maybe it’s purely the suffocation. My mind races, I try to think of how I could have been turned on. There’s no way. I become super embarrassed knowing I just orgasmed breathing a jacket that is supposedly 200 years old, on a 2000 year old woman! The dragging stops in a room with very thick soft padded flooring. I lay there after being dragged to an elevator and up three floors and through many halls exhausted, barely conscious. Penelope can see the leather jacket clinging to my face and bulging as I rebreathe the hot toxic air inside

Penelope: “You know, I could watch you squirm for hours,” I laugh, dropping you on the floor. “But it is always much more fun watching you squirm after I show you your final resting place!”

I reach down and peel the jacket off your face. It is difficult, the sludge acting almost like a glue, but eventually I free your face again, allowing you to look around the room I have dragged you to. 

Unlike downstairs, there is nothing normal about this room, the walls made out of leather panels, what little light there is streaming in from small windows set in the ceiling high above. It is the floor that truly draws your attention however; hundreds of coffin-like alcoves set flush into the surface. Beneath each of the closed lids can be heard a faith thudding or moaning sound, rising above the pungent stench of leather and sweat. I let you get a good look around, your eyes finally seeing that I have dragged you in front of the one open coffin in the room.

“Get a good look, a good smell,” I breath deeply, savoring the stench that you humans find so repugnant. “You will be spending the rest of eternity in there! You think this is my only jacket? I have so many leather clothes that I can spare some on treating you to the most tortuous existence imaginable!”

Strappy: “Come on Penelope! I only came here expecting some leather fun, not to DIE!!!” I run toward the door, it’s sealed shut. I run toward Penelope and grab onto her, suddenly my mind melts again as soon as my face touches her dress. I rub my face into her breasts squeezing some of that sweaty slime onto my nose and mouth. I grab Penelope and drag her down to the ground into the open coffin like box. I land in the box with Penelope on top of me my arms wrapped around her. I huff her sweaty dress and orgasm again in my pants. In a muffled voice I say “Gah your dress smells so horny yet so gross!”

Penelope: “You best get used to it,” I growl as I push myself off you, the dress peeling away from my form as I stand upright, revealing the skin tight rubber that I wore beneath it. 

With a foot, I cruelly grind the massive leather dress into your face, making sure it’s wrapped fully around your head, leaving you gasping against it’s disgusting sweaty surface. 

Not moving my foot, I press a button on a small control pad, a barrel dropping down from the ceiling and hovering just next to your tomb.

“Well leather slut, you said you wanted to come and play in my leather! Now you can play in it forever!”

With that, I upend the barrel, pouring a thick glue into the hole with you, covering the dress and your body entirely. Even as the glue sets, I begin to produce more leather clothes, each items I have worn for decades at least and have never once been washed. I keep crushing more and more in, filling your coffin completely before continuing on, crushing down harder and harder. 

True to my word, you are truly immortal now, your body feeling the pain of being crushed, your lungs crying out for oxygen but getting only disgusting leather sweat instead.

Finally, pleased with your final resting place, I force the coffin shut, compacting you even further as the glue finally sets. The door to the coffin is specially designed, it’s hinges and seal magically disappearing once the lid clicks shut, while it’s surface is impenetrable to any known damage. 

With you finally sealed away, I let out a sigh of pure ecstasy, collapsing to the floor as the exquisite agony and torture you are being subjected to fuels my powers. 

You came hoping to get a mere taste of my leather for an afternoon, but now you will spend an eternity in perpetual torment, thousands of years passing as your world is naught but leather, sweat and crushing darkness!

Strappy: I lay there quickly coming to terms with my fate, having not told anyone, having no family left, I have in one move disappeared off the map, maybe a friend of mine will miss me, but more than likely I'll just be written off as disappeared missing. I am flattened to total immobility beneath the warm sludgy leather, all I can do is take tiny breaths of a hot toxic smell, it stunk of leather and salty old lady sweat. Orgasms were inevitable and often. Time slowed to a standstill, all I knew in the world at this point was darkness, the warm sticky feel taste and smell of sweaty old dirty leather. This is how I will suffer forever.

[babsi-and-stella]

Marianne Faithfull by George Richardson, 1978.

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Top 5 Flying Tiger Jackets You Need to Add to Your Wardrobe by AK Leather

The Flying Tiger jackets is more than just a stylish piece of outerwear—it symbolizes aviation history and timeless fashion. Initially worn by the American Volunteer Group, famously known as the "Flying Tigers" during World War II, this iconic jacket has made its way from the skies to modern-day wardrobes. Featuring bold insignias and rugged designs, these jackets represent a blend of history, military heritage, and standout style. If you want to elevate your wardrobe with a piece of history, here are the top 5 Flying Tiger jackets you need to add, all available from AK Leather.

1. Classic WWII Flying Tiger Leather Jacket

The Classic WWII Flying Tiger Leather Jacket from AK Leather is a replica of fighter pilots' original jackets during the war. This jacket is crafted from premium cowhide leather, providing durability, comfort, and that vintage appeal that never goes out of style.

With its authentic patches, including the iconic shark mouth insignia, and weathered appearance, this jacket is perfect for anyone looking to bring a bit of history into their daily wardrobe. Pair it with jeans and boots for a rugged, casual look, or wear it over a collared shirt for a more refined outfit.

Key Features:

- High-quality leather construction

- Authentic WWII patches

- Durable and long-lasting

- Timeless design

2. Modernized Flying Tiger Aviator Jacket

AK Leather offers a Modernized Flying Tiger Aviator Jacket for those who want the aviation look with a modern twist. This version incorporates a sleek, streamlined design while retaining the essence of the classic Flying Tiger jacket.

It features a slimmer fit, a lighter weight, and minimal yet stylish embroidery. This jacket can easily transition from day to night and is ideal for everyday wear, making it perfect for casual outings and evening events. It's an excellent choice for those who prefer contemporary style without sacrificing historical significance.

Key Features:

- Slim-fit design

- Lightweight leather

- Minimalist embroidery

- Versatile for day and nightwear

3. Shearling-Lined Flying Tiger Jacket

The Shearling-Lined Flying Tiger Jacket by AK Leather perfectly blends style and warmth. Inspired by the cold weather jackets worn by WWII pilots, this piece is equipped with a luxurious shearling lining to keep you warm even in the harshest conditions.

This jacket features the classic Flying Tiger patches, a thick shearling collar, and a distressed leather finish. It's ideal for winter weather, combining practicality with standout style. Wear it over a sweater or hoodie for maximum warmth and comfort during colder months.

Key Features:

- Shearling-lined interior

- Heavy-duty leather exterior

- Classic Flying Tiger patches

- Great for cold weather

4. Vintage B-15 Flying Tiger Bomber Jacket

AK Leather's Vintage B-15 Flying Tiger Bomber Jacket is a tribute to the original B-15 jackets USAAF pilots wore in the 1940s. This jacket provides both style and function and is made from durable, high-grade leather with ribbed cuffs and waistbands.

Its roomy design, with front pockets and a fur-trimmed collar, makes it a comfortable yet stylish option for daily wear. This jacket is excellent for blending modern fashion with vintage military aesthetics.

5. Custom Flying Tiger Jacket

AK Leather offers a Custom Flying Tiger Jackets option if you want something unique. This allows you to personalize your jacket with custom patches, embroidery, and even leather finishes. You can choose the type of leather, the style of the patches, and the fit, ensuring your jacket is one-of-a-kind.

Whether inspired by the original Flying Tigers or looking to create your version of this timeless piece, the custom option offers endless possibilities. This jacket combines history with individual creativity, perfect for those who want their outerwear to make a personal statement.

Key Features:

- Customizable patches and embroidery

- Choice of leather and finish

- Personalized fit

- Unique and one-of-a-kind design

Why Choose AK Leather?

AK Leather is known for its high-quality craftsmanship and dedication to preserving the history of aviation jackets. Each Flying Tiger jacket is crafted carefully, ensuring durability, comfort, and authenticity. By choosing AK Leather, you're not just getting a coat—you're owning a piece of history.

Conclusion

Adding a Flying Tiger jacket to your wardrobe is a surefire way to elevate your style while paying homage to an essential part of history. Whether you prefer the classic look or a modern twist, AK Leather has various options to suit your taste. From the Classic WWII Flying Tiger Leather Jacket to the Custom Flying Tiger Jacket, there's something for every aviation enthusiast and fashion-forward individual.

Upgrade your wardrobe today with one of these top 5 Flying Tiger jackets from AK Leather and embrace an iconic and timeless look.

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