Growing up you could usually find me in the front row asking a lot of questions, eating Subway in soccer cleats, performing my own piano compositions (in my parents living room, once on stage), and not thanking my mom for encouraging me (read: getting me) through 13 years of Girl Scouts. 

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These days, I'm getting paid to ask questions and find solutions. I've traded cleats for a yoga mat, and I fill my creative cup by reading The New Yorker & McSweeney's, sparring on Twitter with social media SMEs, giving back to my local creative community, and screen grabbing work I wish I'd made.