the loonster is a dreamy fairy, sort of floating along through life with her head in the clouds. she has a firm belief in nargles, wrackspurts and crumple-horned snorkacks. she probably drinks far too much strawberry tea, and eats more than enough pink cupcakes, but she doesn't mind. people often tell her to grow up, because she still cherishes her brightly coloured tights. oh, and octagons are the 'hipster triangle' for loonsters.