MISSMimi

Defies the universal image of an Anglo-Saxon British woman, much to our delight. Can pull off a beautiful array of cosmetics that would make my 2nd grade teacher look like a demented male peacock. MISSMimi seems like the ideal penpal, who, upon actually meeting with me in person, could teach me how to develop better taste in pop culture. And despite all this, I can never forgive her for trying to sell that new Britney Spears CD.

I often attempt to make love to my eyeliner, but I can never do it like MISSMimi.