Hi. I'm Nina, a forever fact-checking, ‘round-the-clock snacking multimedia journalist who relishes creative editorial and digital storytelling. Alliterations make me giddy. Spelling and grammar mistakes make me groan. Line-editing and on-camera reporting put me in the zone.

 

When I’m not writing short poems or inhaling The New Yorker from cover to cover, I’m either A) going through racks in vintage flea markets as meticulously as archaeologists sift through sediment, or B) figuring out what to make my vegan boyfriend for dinner.

 

If I had a penny for every time someone asked me how to pronounce my last name, I'd make Forbes’ billionaire list.