''Aurora Borealis? At this time of year? At this time of day? In this part of the country? Localized entirely within my city?' In theoretical physics, there's a conceptual structure known as a 'kugelblitz', which refers to the idea that if you stuff enough light and heat into a single point in space, it can actually create a black hole. Ms. Dylan Carrera is herself, a living kugelblitz. Allow me to elaborate: Against most 'conventional logic', per inch of her petite frame, there's at least 200 degrees C worth of raw, unadulterated sensuality and allure. If her majestic red mane isn't what lights up the room, then it is her perpetually spunky and lively disposition that leads to authentic and natural chemistry and banter. And if there's one thing that Dylan is guilty of ensnaring without hope of letting go, it is my heart, because much like a singularity, you've little to no hope of escaping the sheer gravity that is Dylan's phenomenal blend of personality and good looks.