Take an average girl. Add an introverted and quirky nature, including the strange sense of humor inherited from her father, her mother's likeness, three younger siblings... or make that five, two cats, a bush of curly hair, and a dragonfly bracelet. In a separate bowl combine a dab of musical talent with corresponding sheet music, a packed bookshelf, a lifelong love affair with art supplies, a smear of Alaskan mud, a heaping tablespoon of love for animals and insects, some college student ramen noodles, a good dose of K-dramas, a dictionary and thesaurus, a few pressed flowers, and anything else earth-toned on hand. Slowly stir this mixture into the first, pour into a pan, and bake at 350. Remove after 23 years or when a pale winter-induced color. Top with an umbrella and sprinkle with scarves if desired.
When done, the result should be both observant and oblivious, often too serious for her own good, a daydreaming writer, decent at foosball, a major Zelda fan, punctual to a fault, and only just discovering the enjoyment of cooking. She should love to learn and be with her family, and just happen to love playing soccer despite being too shy to join in. She should find pleasure in gifting friends and acquaintances with artwork, clay sculptures, crochet stuffed animals, and origami books. Ultimately this girl will make a thoughtful, self-conscious, and hopelessly nerdy friend, an ambitious and quick-witted student, and an artist, always, at heart.
Makes one serving.