Catherine Weekes is a 39 year old ex-college professor, and most of the time looks the part -- brilliant, authoritative, and composed. Her skin still mostly retains the smooth vibrancy of youth; around the corners of her eyes and mouth, however, faint lines of nascent wrinkles are visible -- etched evidence of a long history of lively laughter and deeply felt pain. The slightly bronzed tone of her skin hints at her father's Latino heritage; her mother's Bohemian spirit lives on in the cascade of straight, chocolate-brown hair that pours over her shoulders like a sheet of silk. Her eyes are a hazel mixture that lies somewhere between emerald green and cafe au lait, depending on the light around her and the color of her clothing. The triangular arch of her nose rises like a spar of upthrust granite between the rolling hills of her cheeks; her full lips cut a wide quirking river of a smile across the lower third of her face. Her body is healthy and ample; she is obviously losing the struggle against time and weight, but Mother Nature has been at least kind enough to deposit most of those gains in Cat's hips and bust. Her profile is full-figured and motherly -- an oversized hourglass softened by the unrelentingly insistent pull of gravity.

Her professional clothes tend to be a conventional greyscale ensemble. Charcoal black dress skirts and white button-up blouses dominate her wardrobe, and she always carries an ivory wool shawl or black charcoal business coat, just in case she feels the need for another layer of cloth. In professional settings, her shoes are always sensible pair of low heel pumps. Her casual clothing tends to be much more colorful; she often pairs sneakers and jeans with playful shirts in primary colors -- bold reds, brilliant greens, and imperial blues. Occasionally she'll wear broom skirts in browns and yellows; these she tends to wear sandals, loose-fitting open-neck tops, and natural fiber knit cardigans. She has a few full length dresses that are reserved for only the most formal of occasions -- the kinds of occasion that also call for the single pair of heels she owns.