Rachael King

I’m a 27 year old ex-bartender-turned-professional, currently living in our nation’s great capital. Though I grew up near abrasive yet (arguably) charming Worcester, Mass., four years spent at UNC-Chapel Hill have significantly softened my rough edges. Thus, I have come to classify myself as a “Southified Masshole”… all the sass of a Northerner, now with the grace of a Southern belle. A self-proclaimed dork, I thoroughly enjoy “White Girl” dancing, shameless karaoke performances, and French fries of all shapes and sizes. I have never turned down a triple dog dare, because losing is for losers. If I believed in God, I would be certain that He has chosen me to inform the world that leggings ARE NOT PANTS, a mission that I have chosen to accept with pride and a sense of self-importance.