Your home isn’t just a roof over your head; it’s a feeling. Like Heather, I also moved around a lot throughout my childhood. I have an eye for interior design.
My kitchen isn’t just a space where I share meals with my family; it’s where I go dancing it out after a long day. I was born in Peru and then left for California with my family at age five before we settled down in Ontario when I was a teenager. While living in Peru, I spent almost every weekend at my grandmother’s house. To this day, I vividly remember the layout of that home. I can picture the
way she kept the glasses on the bar cart. I can walk through the entire footprint in my mind, pass the rows of houseplants, and out onto the terrace where we kept the rabbits. These early childhood memories have defined what “home” means to me. Now, I get to help our clients discover this definition for themselves. I love to decorate – a trait I inherited from my grandmother. And I love helping clients envision the full potential of what their home could become. I’m an extrovert. I enjoy hosting people in my own home – feeding you and making you feel welcome. It’s part of my culture. Most of all, I enjoy being of service and helping people – a quality I discovered at a young age, as the only child of a single mother. Now, working as a real estate agent, I get to stand by our clients at one of the happiest moments of their lives. It’s by far the most rewarding part of the job for me. When I’m not working with clients or handling administrative tasks at the office, I’m most likely mixing sipping on a margarita and/or spending quality time with my husband and our three kids.
