MACHO MATCHA
In a hidden dojo where bros once worshipped bench presses and bad advice,there was a brotherhood obsessed with eternal pump and protein shakes. Their rituals were loud, sweaty, and almost comically hollow —
grunts bouncing off walls, gallon jugs slamming like sacred relics,
all in pursuit of a “power” that was never really there.
Macho Matcha.
For men who train like warriors,
pose like divas,
and drink like the gym is a catwalk.
Tough on the outside. Serene on the inside.
Greener than your yoga ex.
I wanted to ride the global matcha hype and crash it straight into the absurd rituals of gym-bro culture—only to flip the script. Muscles meet manicures, flexing meets floating. It’s playful, exaggerated, and just a little bit critical: a tongue-in-cheek way to laugh at power, softness, and performance all at once.