15, sweet, and oh-so-blonde. It's hard to believe she's not faking how blonde she can be, until she opens her mouth. Than it's - "Da*n She Is Real." It's like a life-sized Xav following me around all of the time (I hope he outgrows it). I love it, I just wasn't expecting it. And when I point out a hot, skinny, highlighted hair & perfectly manicured woman and say "I wish I looked like that" - she genuinely looks at me in shock & she tells me that I'm pretty. She tells me that on a day when I have my hair in yesterday's pony tail and I am not wearing makeup and I'm wearing men's knee length basketball shorts and I haven't shaved my legs in a few days. And for that I figure she should be allowed to believe in unicorns and vampires and I buy her a candy bar.