" She wore jeans, red boots, a black leather jacket and a hefty splash of sweet gardenia perfume. Her hair looked like that crayon called maroon, the one that’s not purple and not red, but something in between and for some reason, I couldn’t take my eyes off her lipstick. It was the exact same color as her hair and went up and down in a perfect rounded “M” on her top lip. "

― Pam Muñoz Ryan , Becoming Naomi León