Copywriter, shower singer, brûlée torch enthusiast, pseudo photographer
I suck at coloring inside the lines. Really. My kindergarten teacher frequently complained about that. Good thing I've always had a way with words.
I'm a native Texan who became a (Northern) Californian, and now I'm a Chicagoan. Which makes me a ChiTexaFornian? My current life ambition is to make a coffee table book solely comprised of people's faces when the Chicago winter wind hits them.
I've used my prose to encourage people to spend an absurd amount of money on a treadmill, or spend two years and a lot of money earning a masters. I've tweeted about Big Macs and fries, and ran PR and social media for Women's World Cup champions and Chicago's pro women's soccer team. I also spent time advertising for life insurance. It's been a journey.
Before all of that, I sold legally addictive stimulants to the masses! How does my Starbucks experience correlate to my writing? It forced me to have a sense of humor about what I do, and it gave me seven years of direct marketing and consumer research.
I'm not shy, at all. My five-person family routinely sat me next to the stranger on airplanes. I lack fear when presenting to important people: I recently told the Lindt team that they should consider removing the bunny from their ads to show people what they'd be missing. They panicked, but they saw the vision.
I like to win: I once tackled an 8-year-old in an Easter egg hunt. We were related and he was cheating, so it was almost, kind of, okay. Still, I work best with a team. I like having other people to bounce ideas off of and to keep me in check. And with my God-given talent and sheer stubbornness to succeed, magic tends to happen.
I am the person you want next to you at 3 am when something is due at 9 am. For humor and getting shit done purposes.