You know what’s freedom? Fringe. Blowing in the wild air. Not giving a fuck where it goes. It’s an eagle gliding through the mountaintops. The wind, its highway.
Fringe is made for big dance moves as the sun sets. For twirling through desert scapes. For hands up motorcycles rides down long dusty roads at dusk. For renegades and believers in the dream. For the people who not only question the 9 to 5 norms but rebel against them.
Fringe is freedom. Leaving the essence of you behind. A trail of mystery and wanderlust.
Ride free, bird - fringe is all you need.