Grady Britton

We don't have proof, but we believe Lindsay was genetically engineered in the labs of UofO to be in PR.

Behind that smile is some whip-smart PR horsepower and know-how that has impressed countless clients since her first PR internship in college for the Oregon State Fair. Though her inner-carnie would have chosen a different path, Lindsay threw herself into the writing and PR worlds, working on food, restaurant and consumer product accounts, getting her first big placement in Self Magazine for non-dairy ice cream company, Turtle Mountain.

While with Koopman Ostbo as a PR account manager, she fell in work-love with natural and organic product clients, primarily in the food space. She managed national PR for most of her clients, landing key coverage in Cooking Light, Real Simple, and other A-list food pubs.

As PR account manager at GB, she's worked on everything from HOYT to Girl Scouts to SelecTrucks to Kryptiq to Oregon Institute of Technology. She's a PR machine in pink. And when she's not making things happen for her clients in the press, she's letting that inner-carnie run, much to the delight of her architect-bike-racer husband Alex, and her bat-%#@& dog, the Murph.

You think you know Lindsay, and then she sends you nuggets like these for her bio. Actually, it's perfect:

* My favorite toys as a kid were play food (used for roller-waitressing and served atop a frisbee) and Barbies. Also, pretty much all of my make-believe games involved secret portals to alternate universes.
* I was a blonde until the age of 26. And no, blondes do not have more fun, thank-you-very-much.
* In high school, I had an unhealthy obsession with Gone with the Wind and Tom Cruise.
* My first car was a 1994 character-building, bluish-purple Ford Aspire named Betty Max Skittles. She resembled a pregnant roller skate and I crashed her into many, many things.
* The one job I wish I could do that I will never, ever be able to: heart surgeon.
* I think peanuts are truly disgusting. Peanut butter is a peanut's evil offspring.