A bohemian love-fest of resinous head shop incenses, sexy skin musk, slightly dirty patchouli, groovy champa blossoms, and flowering cannabis.
Bring me the livery of no other man.
I am my own to robe me at my pleasure.
Accepted rules to me disclose no treasure:
What is the chief who shall my garments plan?
No garb conventional but I‘ll attack it.
(Come, why not don my spangled jacket?)
-- Paul Laurence Dunbar, 1913
Art: Butterflies by Odilon Redonc, 1910