My writing career kicked off in the mid-1980s, when I’d write “non-fiction” stories in crayon at my kitchen table in the Detroit suburbs. Since then, I’ve become a little more legit. My work has appeared in Rolling Stone; O, The Oprah Magazine; Cosmo; Parade; Budget Travel; SPIN; Maxim; All You; Hemispheres; Food & Wine.com; Time Out Chicago; 5280; Michigan Avenue; Aspen Peak; Denver Magazine (RIP); Eater.com, CNBC.com and in Sun-Times Media publications. I’ve partied in Vegas with Fall Out Boy, scoured Chicago for the booziest brewery tour, found America’s most kid-friendly vacation spots, and asked P. Diddy if he’s ever made love on top of marmalade, as he claims in one of his songs.
Before going full-time freelance in 2010, I spent nearly five years at Rolling Stone, where I talked to and wrote about everyone from Yoko Ono and the Jonas Brothers to Scarlett Johansson and Ghostface Killah. My weirdest interview was with producer Brian Grazer, who asked me my height (5’6) and whether I’m black or white (see photo).
I’ve lived in Ann Arbor, London, Washington, D.C., New York, Denver and now Chicago. My alma maters include University of Michigan, Northwestern University (Medill School of Journalism) and Green Elementary, where I could often be found faking a stomachache just so I’d be allowed to nap on the nurse’s cot.
Oh, and I once sold Barack Obama underwear.*
*Contact me if you’d like to hear the story.