You're no princess. You won't be caught dead popping on a frilly gown and spending your life waiting for some prince to come along. You're out there making your own life and telling your own story, and if you have to kick down some doors to get there, well, that's why you've got boots on. You're ready to ride where the wind takes you and your chariot is made out of chrome, steel and leather. You're a motorcycle queen.