What’s Her Dill?
I’m Lil(y)!
I’m a Jewish grandma trapped in a 29-year-old’s body—cooking sexy meals while yelling about things that make no sense to anyone but me. I’m expressive and unfiltered (but not in the scary way that’ll get me in trouble).
In college, I funneled my extroverted self into writing and churned out a 73-page satirical dissertation about my romantic escapades (rawr). Shockingly, it landed me a gig as a Researcher at Conan, where I learned what imposter syndrome was at the ripe age of 21.
A year later, even though I loved the job, I left the Warner Bros. lot to see da' world. For seven years, I pinballed between yoga teacher, barista, content creator, and social media manager while living in a van across the U.S. and traveling solo through Central America, Southeast Asia, and Europe.
Then the pandemic hit, I went on a blind date for the plot, stupidly fell in love and got married to a literal rockstar. He’s eight years older than me, but people still ask who’s older? and it makes me want to cry.
BUT when I am not crying, I am a copywriter at Goodby Silverstein & Partners (yeehaw), I write recipes for my future babies, stare at pics of my dead dog (RIP angel) and sing and craft bangerzzz with ma mans with a glass of gin in hand.
