A Chick born and raised in
Jersey easily spotted by her over processed (fake) blonde hair,
tight acid-washed jeans or butt shorts, press on nails, an oral fixation, and an uneven tan from the shore. She enjoys talking trash while driving with her "girls," eating at the Mall Foodcourt, and anonymous sex with tools. They are often turned off by intellectual pursuits, even though they go to nice colleges their
parents pay for.
Jersey Girl
1: "Hey, are you going to the Shore today?"
Jersey Girl 2: "Duh, but i gotta get some more beer, parliament lights, and aquanet."
or:
Teacher: So, how has your first semester been?
Jersey Girl: Alright, I guess. I mean, we're not allowed to drink on campus anymore, which sucks.
Teacher: No, I mean how are your classes?
Jersey Girl: Well, I can't drink, so, um, not good. My parents, like, aren't sure they want to keep paying, but they should just suck it up and pay.
Teacher: Did you write that paper on Nietzche?
Jersey Girl: Who-chi? Was he, like, Asian or something?