I don't just createexperiencesI cultivate them.

Born in the story-soaked, sun-washed colonial beauty of Querétaro, México, I grew up surrounded by color, texture, tradition, rhythm, and the quiet magic of plazas, mercados, and late-night conversations that turn into lifelong philosophies.

That's where I learned design begins with humanity — and culture is the greatest teacher.

In high school, life zoomed me north to Texas — a new world of neon city lights, bold voices, big dreams, and bigger plates. I studied at the Art Institute of Houston and at the University of Houston, where I fell in love twice:

First with design: animation, pixels, grids, typography, storytelling.

And second with Arturo — my now-husband of 23 years, met in a history class, proving destiny sometimes wears denim and carries textbooks.

I built my early career in Houston's creative grit, then moved to Atlanta, where Southern hospitality, soul food, and multicultural melting-pots shaped my empathy, my leadership, and my palate. Tex-Mex + Southern spice? It also shaped my design philosophy:

Bold flavor. Warm connection. Layered complexity. Unexpected delight.

Today I call New York City home — the world's loudest design classroom and its most electric runway. I get lost on purpose: in galleries, bodegas, bookstores, street corners, subway stations.

Inspiration for me is kinetic — found in laughter, accents, shoes, signage, scent, graffiti, elderly couples holding hands, kids drawing chalk robots on sidewalks. I collect humanity like others collect stamps.