Name: Desiree' (Dezzy) Sterling
Height: 5'4".
Age: 19 years
Appearance:
Short and petite, but also leaning on the curvier side. It's an odd mix, but hey... no one's perfect.
She has long reddish-dark-brown hair falling down to the middle of her back that curls crazily around her round face.
Her eyes are large, round, and blue while her skin is pale with a smattering of freckles across her nose.
Dress: The day of the crash it was cooler so she'd worn faded blue skinny jeans and a worn pare of knock off combat boots. Warm socks folded up over the top of the boots that matched her wool lined brown leather jacket. She also wore a large burgundy sweater with a black tank top underneath. The only for of accessories consisted of a brown scarf that tied her curly bangs away from her face, a brown leather belt with cute leaf designs on the side, and her lucky leather corded choker with a crescent charm dangling from it.
Personality: Personality: She's pretty quiet and most people categorized her as shy, but it was more that she was socially awkward. She's an extremely honest person and has a very thoughtful and imaginative head on her shoulders she guesses came with being an artist. Being a Scorpio she is pretty stubborn, but she makes up for it with a gentle heart her mother taught her to have. She loves a good laugh, is afraid of the dark, enjoys the fall season and lighting storms, and loves to paint and draw. She does dabble some in photography and Clay, but mostly she loves to sit down with a sketch book and some charcoal sticks. She doesn't at all understand once bit of sarcasm.
Equipment: A faux dear skin satchel that holds her sketchbook, charcoal sticks, cell phone, wallet, and lighter (she can be kind of a pyromaniac).
Background: Dezzy grew up living with her grandmother so she's lived a pretty humble life. She loves the outdoors during the fall so she took many hikes as a young girl. She just graduated recently and took many art classes in highschool. Now, with a full ride scholarship to study art abroad next year, she wanted to take advantage of her last months in America before she had to fly to Europe in the spring. She was excited about the trip her friend orchestrated as a kind of "last of youth and freedom" trip in the mountains, and couldn't wait to spend a weekend surrounded by nature and art.