I was four when I shoved a pinto bean far enough into my nose for it to get stuck. The ensuing hours were spent at a hospital with my parents as I sobbed uncontrollably and they undoubtedly wondered if I was the best candidate to carry on the family name.
What does this mean for you? It means I’m willing to push limits. I am the Magellan of legumes and I'm currently endeavoring to become a creative that will be able to reach minds and hearts, and not just the upper reaches of nasal passages.