She lives in the wilds of the South Side with the chihuahua and the hellcat. She’s from the west coast but continues to be drawn by the magic, wonder, and misery that is Chicago. She believes in specificity and enthusiasm in all things. She doesn’t know much about this writing business, but she’s got the jackassery down pat. She is more than her theatrical endeavors, unhealthy scatological curiosity, and her ability to flip her ‘r’s.
She loves: chartreuse clothing, triple cream cheese, paper towels, late-night park activities.
She could do without: dipshits messing up her good time.
Her kryptonite: chili, lime, and salt. And pork rinds.