You live life on the run. You order spicy over mild, and think Sebastian is a great name for a lobster.
You smile at strangers and drink tea instead of coffee. When life hands you lemons, you wear them on your feet.
You're often found lazing in a park, sipping on coconut water and reading Hunter. S Thompson. Profound.
You're always the last one standing, the hungry youth. Stay foolish.
You maintain a regular intake of fairy bread and red cordial. You imagine one day those clouds will turn into fairy floss and we'll all live happily every after.
Ain't nobody raining on your parade. The sky's the limit, and as far as you are concerned it's always a perfect shade of blue.
Sugary sweet or so they think. Either way, you are looking pretty in pink.
You are always the sweetest smelling girl in the room. Bluebirds help you get dressed in the morning, while butterflies and bees follow you wherever you go.
You never call when you say you will because you are too busy chasing the sun with daisy chains in your hair.
Some say you've got your head stuck in the clouds but we know you are just gazing at your feet.
For fast walkers that always huff behind slow walkers on the street. You know who you are.
For several years you've been wondering how long it takes to paint a horse.
You are a fence sitter who is not ready to admit to being a hipster. These will go great with your vintage denim.
The ultimate statement of dissatisfaction. You don't have time to think about your outfit. Black goes with everything, including your soul.
You think the sound of the ice-cream truck is the happiest noise ever heard. Your fondest memory is buying 10c milk bottles from the milk bar. you are offended by dark chocolate.
You talk a lot. You prefer to jog than walk. You want people to notice your feet before your face.
You count stars instead of sheep and draw love hearts on your 'i's. You're the child that never grew up, who believes that wonderland exists; you have a pet unicorn.
You love porridge and are adamant that your housemates resemble bears.
You swim in summer and winter. You are not afraid of a goose bump or two. You like the way salt curls your hair.
This little bean went to the market, this little bean went home, and this little bean went wee wee wee, on all the adventures.
Because we all know that was a party in your mouth, and these are a party on your feet.
You are often found looking absent-mindedly into space. You have the memory of a sieve. You'll have a shower when you look at your feet and notice that they are dirty
You wear pink on Wednesdays. Enough said.
Put your little one's best foot forward. After all, they can't buy these for themselves, dress them as you please.
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