I want to be your hippie dream. All long haired twin braids and just the right amount of too many hemp necklaces and bracelets. Peasant blouses with skirts. The perfectly broken in pair of sandals. I'd always smell something like incense and tapioca pudding. And I'd be lovely without any makeup. Memories of me would make you think of daisies and sunshine and the smell of new rain. Not kitsch. Just right.