The Acyd Puffs girl takes absolutely no shit. She pairs pearls with tattered $5 t-shirts and killer heels that could stomp the lights from your eyes. You’ll see her at festivals and grocery stores dressed exactly the same, and both times you’ll glance back as she passes. She’s loud. She takes up space. She over-dresses for your coffee date and turns up to parties in cotton pyjama bottoms. She’ll sneak out to surf beneath the full moon and you won’t be able to wake her up until 2pm the next day. She’s over-confident, over-passionate, over-excited. She frustrates you constantly, crushes expectations and questions every rule. She wipes out, hops fences, skins her knees, and leaves her shoes behind.
She’ll enter your life with fluffy blue earrings dangling near her collarbone, challenge every thought you’ve ever had and double your wardrobe in the space of 3 weeks with a $40 budget. She’ll piss you off and make you laugh until your stomach aches.
She’s an Acyd Puffs girl.
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