Jaclynne

Petite, but ferocious. Damn sexy, in a toque. More complicated than a 19 year old art college girl's morning Starbucks order, but that's half the fun. The other half of the fun is her astonishing sense of cynical sarcasm, and her general employment of satirical humor on the exponentially amassing short-comings of society as a whole.

Gingerism is typically associated with this term, a condition affecting about 2% of the worlds population. Make no mistake, the scarcity of the Jaclynne population is not a hindrance; rather a pedestal upon which copper hair is free to reign above the mere soulful mortals of this known world.

In summary, Jaclynne = goddess, obviously.

Damn Jaclynne, how is it possible to be so beautiful, funny, smart, and terrifying at the same time?