When you hear the phrase "Midwest girl," a specific archetype likely comes to mind. It’s the girl next door. The one who says "ope, let me scooch right past ya." The one who brings a hotdish to a potluck and apologizes for the weather even though she doesn’t control it. She is polite, hardy, and unassuming.

So, here’s to you—the girl in the Muck boots and the lace thong. Keep the bonfires burning, keep the secrets in the silo, and remember: what happens at the Lake of the Ozarks, stays at the Lake of the Ozarks. Ope, let me just sneak past ya. Are you a Midwest girl with a naughty side? Or do you just find the culture fascinating? Let us know in the comments below (but remember to delete your browser history).

On the coasts, life is about curation. In the Midwest, life is about survival of the weather. When you have -20 degree wind chills for three months straight, you develop a "YOLO" attitude toward the summer.

She can go from a boardroom meeting discussing logistics to a bar bathroom doing a key bump of... well, sugar (this is a family-ish article). She can be the sober driver for her friends and then the life of the afterparty.

But scratch the surface of that perfectly iced sugar cookie, and you might find a little bit of a bite.

The "naughty" behavior isn't usually loud or aggressive. It is covert, clever, and deeply ironic. She isn't a bad girl in the New York or LA sense—she won't steal your car. But she might spike the church punch bowl, send a risqué text from the pew during Easter mass, or leave a bar with a stranger while her friends aren't looking.