Bonnie is, quite honestly, the walking, talking epitome of the 'girl next door'. A mane of honey-gold hair falls to mid-back in tousled waves, the ends loosely curling, in a compliment to skin of a sunkissed tan, with a dusting of soft freckles across the bridge of a straight, vaguely leonine nose and an outdoorsy, rosy hue to her mischievously plump cheeks. Sparkling blue-green eyes are set beneath well-groomed, naturally arching brows a shade or two darker than her sunshine tresses; emphasised by sooty lashes and a subtle application of very natural looking makeup. A full, expressive mouth reveals cheerful dimples when she smiles, only adding to the youthful quality of her heart-shaped, pixie features. Not overly tall, standing at around 5'6, her build overall errs on the slender, almost adolescent side.
She is often seen wearing a pair of strangely old-fashioned, rather masculine spectacles, particularly when she's working. A variety of pretty bracelets and bangles are always present upon her wrists, definitely handmade but with a certain rustic charm. Her choice of attire is just what one would expect of a student, really; today it's an oversized cable knit jumper of off-white, paired with some aged and ripped skinny jeans and comfortable looking ankle boots of tan suede. A little backpack of soft, pliable brown leather rests between her shoulderblades, the front pocket adorned with a few quirky pins; upon closer inspection, they say things like 'Wiccapedia', 'Bae is not a word' and '9 3/4'.