The afternoon sun beats on my skin as I slip on my black combat boots, worn and weathered, but still perfect for protecting my feet during my adventures. The laces, thick and resistant, intertwine with precision, a ritual that prepares me for the freedom of the road.
My leather pants, black as night, fit my legs perfectly, enhancing my curves and giving me a bold look. They are soft and comfortable, but at the same time robust, ready to protect me from any danger. The silver zippers shine in the sun, adding a touch of rebellion to my look.
My black leather jacket is next to the chair, a timeless classic, it s my shield against the wind and the elements. Its clean and decisive lines make me feel invincible, ready to face any challenge. The silver studs, carefully arranged on the shoulders and sleeves, capture the light, creating a play of reflections that attracts attention.
My brown hair, long and wild, is loose, a few rebellious locks frame my face, highlighting my brown eyes
