Born in Houston, raised on pop culture, and shaped by New York showrooms and Los Angeles schools. I’ve sold fashion, negotiated venues, and survived office politics—all while collecting stories like they were vintage coats. My work has zigzagged from managing 75,000-square-foot event spaces to selling roofs to writing essays about Ferris Bueller, Lady Gaga, and neutrality as the new punk.

girlwithnoposters.com is part archive, part experiment, part living room—my way of making a magazine without waiting for permission.