Ménéhould lives near by the sea, in Ghisonaccia. She has pink hair. She writes stories
in a room filled with instruments, multicolored fabrics and driftwood pieces of furniture.

 

She wasn't born on the island : you could deduce that she is not corsican and never will be.
In fact, three old men baptized her in the port of Bastia with a few drops of pastis.
Some people will desagree, but it seems a strong certificate to me.