Bluejack's use of the word poseur really caught my eye.
I guess I fit into that category, in some ways.
But, y'know, I can't describe how much pleasure this fixed-gear project has given me, and so, perhaps labels don't matter.

I've flown helicopters for 36 years, this summer.
I love the machine; and, I love it as a ride, a concept, and as a job.
I identify with it.
When some old rich dude comes up to me (those old rich dudes have started looking younger) and wants to buy a helicopter and learn to fly it, I don't resent it.
I give him all of my expertise.
Yes, I could call him a poseur, but I also understand the appeal of the machine and the pleasure it will give him.
And, on the other hand, he has my sympathy, because he will never know the outrageous joy of fighting a fire with a helicopter and hearing his own primal voice screaming in the cockpit.

So, I can put on the costume, wear a messenger bag, and ride a Bianchi Pista; but I will never, in this life and in this 58 year old body, learn to make that Pista fly like some of the riders on this forum can make their bikes fly.
I can live with that.
And, like the rich old dude who buys a helicopter, I can buy a Pista and learn to ride it well enough to find the pleasure, even without the primal scream.
And I can live with that, too.