Anya has her own little style - she likes to get dressed all girly with her hair pulled up and in a dress and some kind of strange leggings or tights combination, and then she'll run outside like a little banshee and fling her leg over the tree trunk and climb up it like a tree monkey. Lady-like and girly yet tomboyish all rolled into one.
She made me laugh at her annual school multi-cultural dance. She almost couldn't get through the dance because she couldn't stop glancing over at her friend's shoes. You can tell why, right? High heels. Oh man, she wanted them for herself bad.