She's from California.
She sounds gross!
I just saw two of these in the local pizzeria last night, one mother and one who was either an older aunt or something.
The mother was wearing skin tight leggings with a not-long-enough shirt and an even shorter sweat jacket. Turns out she dropped some change and I had the distinct pleasure of seeing every cellulite dimple scream into the material. Looked like crumbled bleu cheese in a papertowel.
The older aunt or something was wearing those jeans that only go to the knees and very tight white top. The problem here was not down low but up top. The shirt exposed what little chest she had but something was wrong and, like a car wreck, I looked. Let's just say they weren't round or firm.
Oh yeah, the daughter.....she was 250lbs easy and working on a calzone like a maggot on rotting flesh.
After I read that I stopped slouching over my computer.
Sounds like my kinda gal. Could you arrange an introduction?