“I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me.” ~ Eddie Vedder
This is a celebration of the black sheep. The misfit. The nonconformist. The one deemed too unruly and disobedient for socially accepted spaces. The uncontained. The untethered. The one who, ignoring society’s judgmental eye, charts a path for themselves. This is a celebration of the unholy. The castaway. The sinner. The one too stubborn to bend.
This is a celebration of the rebel.