Jewell had been given the jackpot when it came to her looks. She was red head, but not ginger, she had curly hair, but not frizzy or tight curls, they were the kind that women used chemicals and curlers to get. Her breasts sat high and proud on her chest, but were an ample E cup. She had a slender waist, but rounded hips that swayed seductively when she walked. Her eyes were a soft green, and filled with life, playfulness, a sassy streak, a sensuality, sexuality, and always seemed bright and happy. Her lips were full but not too pouty, a dark pink naturally, not needing lipstick of any variety.