My mom is a mix between the favorite and momma auntie. We lived in a super tiny trailer, after my granddad died, but that didn't stop everybody from coming over. She makes some really, really, really good soul food. Everyone from her friends to her coworkers calls her ti-ti (short for auntie) and considers her a mother figure. If you get on her bad side then you'll definitely know it. My step-dad is also a legit chef so he usually does all the barbecuing during the get-togethers and he makes some good ass flautas, tacos, and posole. I miss them.
My aunt J was the ugly auntie. She smoked cigarettes heavily (everything she owned smelled like em), was really bitter, dramatic, and mean-spirited. An Indian giver. Would ride her friends across town but would say she wasn't a taxi if her family needed help. She hated that I had stretched ears and the last time I saw her she asked my husband why he let me have them. She used to be a counselor for people who did drugs until her husband ran away with one of her patients. After that, she worked at the Dollar Store for a long time, where she ended up getting set-up by a coworker and got robbed at gunpoint (ended up getting PTSD). Deep down, I always felt bad for her but her terrible personality made me avoid her. I actually miss her ratchet ass though. She should've listened when I told her to stop smoking.
By the time my mom was born, her older sisters were already having kids, so, a lot of my cousins are in their 30s and 40s. I consider some of my cousins to be my aunts even though they actually aren't.
My cousin J would be the thotty auntie. She didn't get exposed on Facebook but she admitted that her son isn't her husband's. She cheated on him like days before their wedding. Her brother's daughters look up to her. Her and her siblings were estranged from the family for a while about my other aunt J died.
And speaking of that brother, his wife is the white auntie. She's a RN and I heard my cousin used to be emotionally abusive.
My cousin R used to be the homegirl auntie and I looked up to her. She wasn't trying to be a nurse but got a business degree instead. She settled for a lazy and mumbling asshole that she only knew for like 4 months and it's known that he's emotionally manipulative. She doesn't care so we try not to.
Last but not least, aunt D (my uncle's wife) is the bougie auntie. She was raised to be a southern belle. She knows how to cook, clean, is a good hostess, and kind. She's really persnickety about how you do things in her house. My uncle is in denial about her bougie-ness.