She was quite intelligent and understood anything explained to her... Everything had to be designer, or major-label brands, which meant that basically every T-shirt had to say "American Eagle" or "Banana Republic" or something that indicated that it was from a retailer of some prominence. And yet, nearly everything she wore was really boring and frumpy... However, she was extremely reliable, honest, and dependable - she would always be there if she said she would be, if she told you she'd do something, she'd do it.
That's a term for an Indian with mix European blood.
All of the women in his family are outspoken, modern, and strong-willed.
I started pushing her a little more in the direction of buying clothes that made her look hot, without being skanky.
Her penchant for needing everything to be designer/high end meant that she had a great collection of lingerie from Victoria's Secret.
Whenever we were out, she would always follow slightly behind me - maybe two feet or so - and if I'd slow down to let her catch up, she'd slow too...