I was born in a Vegas casino. Just kidding. Obviously, all Las Vegans are born in strip clubs.

My high school claim to fame was winning “Best Smile,” and all that got me was a futon in a haunted West Harlem studio. I didn’t enjoy the invisible roommate, but I did enjoy the street cred.

Still, it was a step up from when I was working as an account guy in Seattle. I’ve come a long way.

Now it sounds way sexier telling people I’m a New York copywriter.


paul.boupha @ gmail