A girl who is extremely intelligent and independent. She doesn’t need anyone to help her along life. Don’t get in her way, she’ll rip you to shreds. This girl is usually either a Taurus or Gemini. She’s got men CHASING after her. She has a small group of friends because there are very few she deems worthy of her trust. If your in that group, you’re pretty lucky
Emma-Maria is a QUEEN
by Pseudonymous Bytch January 26, 2019
Maria-Eliza's are very beautiful and smart people, they will laugh at everything you say (even if it's not funny). They are shameless and care for everyone. They are effortlessly perfect and everyone loves them. They don't really care what others think about them, and are quite hardworking. If you have a Maria-Eliza in your life consider yourself to be very lucky.
by Snazzy shark March 01, 2022
by bigdog11 July 06, 2020
Adorable, yet charming woman. She holds a pleasing personality which drives every man crazy. She takes love seriously and yet to meet the perfect man for her.
by Baby Amore June 07, 2021
A term in many Hispanic cultures for a person who wears especially splendid hats. It originates from the Marquesa de Anamaria, a noblewoman renowned throughout Spain for her seemingly endless collection of fantastical head garments.
Also, slang for "morning" in some Puerto Rican neighborhoods in Chicago, as in, "Ai, I had to wake up at five in the anamaria today just so I could have some peace and quite before Hector woke up!"
Also, slang for "morning" in some Puerto Rican neighborhoods in Chicago, as in, "Ai, I had to wake up at five in the anamaria today just so I could have some peace and quite before Hector woke up!"
With the setting sun streaming through the egret plumes atop her head, the condesa waved away her eighth suitor of the evening. Letting out a heavy sigh, she reflected on the days of her youth, years spent in filth, years of rolling in muck with the family hog and eating unwashed boniatos for dinner. How had she risen to such great heights, in a matter of only four years, no less? Catching her own reflection in the mirror opposite her, she gazed at the silk, the velvet, the pearls. What had changed? She may have grown up in squalor, but her parents had always made sure that she was clothed in the finest garments. She was certainly cleaner, but she was no more beautiful than she had been when she lived in her family's hovel in the chicken yard. And yet ... something WAS different. As she struggled to put her finger on the change, a tiny feather drifted down from above her head and settled precariously upon the tip of her nose. Of course! she exclaimed, Back home I wore a hat made of straw, until the day I found the overturned carriage and took the feathered hat from the dead lady's head! That's what is different, that's why the men dote on me so!
With that, the condesa flung her gem encrusted slippers from the balcony and turned, setting off toward the awaiting jungle, toward the future that awaited her, Condesa de Cuidad de México, Ana Maria of New Spain.
With that, the condesa flung her gem encrusted slippers from the balcony and turned, setting off toward the awaiting jungle, toward the future that awaited her, Condesa de Cuidad de México, Ana Maria of New Spain.
by Conde de Castella de Vigo December 02, 2010
by Brian George Jingle Hemmler VII February 17, 2008
An attractive wog girl.
I went down to Melbourne's suburbs and was surrounded by woggy marias who fawned over my skip accent and wealth and culture.
by dan November 20, 2003