A vain, loud gorgon with the body of one of the most disturbing deities this side of a bad acid-trip, (think of something like Cthulhu, but worse and you would be close)
Lights up the room when she enters, although that's probably from the ignition of excess ouzo fumes.
Frequently used to describe the carnage caused by the more rowdy parties in the seedier parts of town.
Natural born leader who almost always only values her own opinions and beliefs.
Like a beacon burning endlessly bright so is Chrisopi's charisma and wit!
I hope we have a blackout tonight, so I can call 'Chrisopi' over!