I’m a 26 year old Midwestern transplant, Wisconsin born and raised. After graduating college I relocated to Los Angeles where some of the nation’s supposedly most successful minds couldn’t seem to figure out how to tie their own shoes, get their own coffee or cross the street properly. A tourist with a shaggy beard once mistook me for Britney Spears. I’m not sure that’s a compliment considering she was bald at the time. I was not. I did, however, run his foot over with my car. Just kidding, Mom!
In 2009 I relocated to Minneapolis to be closer to family. I live uptown with my fiancée, our two Shih Tzus Moe and Ari and Tippy the Kitten-Cat.
I am a freelance writer with a disastrous affliction of poor spelling. If you catch me in a rare moment where I do not have a cup of coffee in my hand you might consider it advantageous to return at a time when I do. I enjoy controversy, manicures, small cuddly puppies, football players, a good bottle of wine, loyalty, sleeping in, cheese, kissing slowly, the Minnesota Vikings, things that sparkle, down comforters, show tunes, photography and putting away groceries. I believe that a person’s greatest strengths can also be their greatest weakness. Small talk is not my strong suit – a fact that makes me socially awkward at corporate functions, life functions, or anywhere there’s a chance the weather is the most pressing topic of conversation. I have an ongoing Ban List.
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