Amidst the wilderness of this frailty world, she lives as a fighter for a not-so-exemplary life. Neither has she aspired for a trophy nor a noble prize. Just about an equal weigh of fat VS slim, of a hundred bucks VS single penny, of euphoria VS melancholy. In as much as possible, she tries to keep everything in balance.
Newly-met people and kinsfolk utter the name “Marnelli” while endearing friends gave life to the nom de plume “Aqui”. She’s a half-and-half gal and woman who try to fit herself in the shelf of demands of the face-masked society. Just like any other gal, she freaks out whenever she sees zit popping out her face or worries what to wear on a night affair. And just like any other woman, she chooses to live on what “must” be done instead of what she “wants” to happen.
She flaunts her assets in a subtle manner, but still accepts her imperfections as she tries to make it lesser.