They walked by, all tousled hair and devil-may-care. The wild child and the flower child. I called them Romance & Rebellion.
The Romantic, a real daydream believer with a dark side. A mixed-up mess of animal print, 90210 florals and polka dots. She wore skater skirts and sweetheart necklines, daisies in her platinum curls and lace trimmed socks on her dirty converse-clad feet.
The Rebel sure had no cause but bohemian spirit to spare. Raven locks blowing in the breeze with her flowing maxis and flared sleeves. A vibrant clash of ethnic prints, oriental florals and paisleys layered up with junk-store jewellery that glinted in the early summer sun.
Just a couple of rock'n'roll vagabonds, Forever young, free and Wild of Heart.... <3