I was born outside of DC, have lived in Manhattan for the past 5 years and am ok with how overrated Ivy League degrees are. I love travelling, dogs, ambition, sarcasm, Wes Anderson movies, pesto, staring contests, skiing, The Strokes and french toast. I clearly don't give a fuck about the oxford comma, and I'm the kind of man who crushes steaks, kettlebell workouts and beer but will tear up during Silver Linings Playbook or a well timed Bon Iver track. I'm working at a start up trying to get Richard Branson rich, and I love the risk reward that comes with that.
If you want to know more about me or my nips, just ask.