Rachel Perkins is a writer/artist/twentysomething/actual human living in the Deep South. Originally from Baltimore, she has lived and waited tables on both coasts, but now spends most of her time deep-frying and deep-thinking.
She has a penchant for indulgence, but her biggest vice by far is romanticizing all her vices. In college, she failed trig three times but managed to pick up some creative writing awards and an English degree.
She loves goat cheese, tulle, eyebrows, and John Waters. She has more lipsticks than friends. She watched probably too much Sex and the City as a tween. She really needs to do something about herself.