Strategist, corgi enthusiast, closet grandma

My second grade teacher, Ms Hoofnagle, told my parents I was an eighty-year-old woman stuck in an eight-year-old's body. Since every eighty-year-old I know is a badass, I've chosen to take this as a compliment. Eighty-year-olds and eight-year-olds have a lot in common. Both aren't afraid to ask probing questions and seek difficult answers, eight-year-olds because they don't know any better, and eighty-year-olds because they don't care to be polite. 

My proclivity for seeking truth has persisted. I’m not content with the easiest answer, but the best answer, the one that endures. What holds up? What rings true? How do I look at something with fresh eyes and in context? To me, answering questions is part of what it means to be human.

Asking questions led me to a variety of experiences. I've worked in museums, home health care, and education. Advertising is the perfect way for me to use my innate curiosity and bizarre combination of experiences.

See my work here. See my dog here.

Photo by  Andrew Allen

Photo by Andrew Allen