Shutterbug. Starving Artist. Scrapbooker.
You're a wanderlust traveler at heart living a life of nostalgic soul-searching and boho, airy spirits (think Free People or Threadsence). A bouquet of aimlessly hand-picked flowers ranging from generic daisies to soft-hued carnations stamped onto your tea-stained pages add a fresh, lively touch to your tattered pocketbook. Unplanned ramblings and inspired mantras dance across your jumbled pages from surges of ceaseless imagination. You're a souvenir-keeping individual that loves to revel in liberating, dream-like road trips akin to Jack Kerouac's On The Road sans the superfluous sexual scenes. Your vintage Polaroid camera (none of that mainstream FujiFilm Instax camera) serves as your third eye in taking piles of landscape scenery. Teepees carefully constructed by thrift-store tapestries and freshly-brewed herbal tea defines your morning. Glamping? That stuff's got nothing on your flower child spirit.
Trend visionary. Trailblazer. Traveler.
You're a purveyor of all terms related to the word "fashion". A clear-cut vision in mind and a nonfat soy latte (with a generous shot of vanilla) in hand, you vivaciously emancipate the melange of possible RTW collections in your head onto your sketchbook. Taupe or nutmeg? Chiffon or chambray? A million thoughts whiz through your head as you simultaneously thumb through WWD and the crisp pages of your coveted Harper's Bazaar Special Edition. Project Runway? Sorry, Heidi Klum. You're too busy drooling over the thought of Michael Kors internally tearing up while personally handing you the CFDA award (all while cutting magazine clippings for your mood board, of course).
Sticker-fanatic. Backstreet boys / 'N Sync fan.
You're a Generation Y kid and every 1998-present "hipster", Tumblr-addicted teen is bubbling in envy over your memories of ramen-haired Justin Timberlake and "Hey now!" Lizzie McGuire dances. Let's be honest, the toughest encounter you faced was choosing between Christina Aguilera or Britney Spears. Whichever your preference, growing up watching Harry Potter and Toy Story on VCR while smacking on those multi-flavored push pops (you know what I'm talking' about) or chewing on that Hubba Bubba gum tape was your safe haven. Oh, and the 90's was all about Disney Channel in its golden years--That's so Raven, Kim Possible, Zenon? None of that Shake it Up or Dog with a Blog nonsense. (As you can tell, I'm
kind of a couch-potato that can be easily entertained just by plopping me in front of a tv screen--or Netflix)
Enchanted Wanderer. Secret Garden lover.
Frothy, whimsical gowns and saccharine confections define your sugary sweet personality. You know that saying, "Stop and smell the roses" ? You basically invented it since it transpires on a daily basis. Simply swap roses for a lovely, breathtaking bouquet of baby's breath, peonies, and chrysanthemums. Your cherished and charmingly antique typewriter reminds you of nostalgic dreams and fantasies. Some of your latest obsessions? Plush pastel pinafores, Laduree rosewater macarons, and handmade dreamcatchers. You might as well live in a Disneyland-esque castle.