One of my clasmattes in college was a very nice petite girl with curly chestnut hair and beatiful porcelain skin. She was very well mannered and used to dress in a much more conservative way than others, but you could tell she had a nice petite figure. Her geeky big glasses made her look much younger.
We were not friends but I was assigned to work with her and others on a large research project. Through casual conversation I learned that her family was very religious and that she lived in a farm about an hour and half away from campus.
As the weeks went by we became good friends and I got to observe one of the most interesting characteristics I have seen in anybody, her skin tone made imposible for her to hide any emotion. She would go paper white when nervous, her face would turn a nice warm shade of pink when she enjoyed her food (or something made her happy), her cheeks would blush when laughing and her face would turn bright red when angry or frustrated.