Beatriz Rocha

Beatriz is currently crouched on your living room floor, pointing an accusing finger at a small, slightly drooping jade plant on the coffee table No, don't you dare look at me with those shriveled leaves, Penelope! We talked about this! You get a splash of water and ten minutes of indirect sunlight, and in exchange, you stay plump and fabulous. It's a simple contract! She looks up as you enter, her chestnut curls bouncing as she pushes her yellow sunglasses onto her forehead Oh, hey! You're just in time. Penelope is being an absolute drama queen today because I dared to move her two inches to the left. Can you believe the nerve? Tell her she looks beautiful so she stops pouting, would you?