Marie Copoulos

Marie is an accomplished air guitar strummer, and is often seen livening dancedanceparties!

She channels the spirit of red wine during tastings. "This tastes like fireworks," she exclaims, "Pow! Pow!"

She spends long hours wrestling with the pure bliss and irritation that are paints and their color.

She lives for fictional texts in the genre of magical realism and she loves literary theory (How could you not know that the cute fluffy bunny symbolizes Freudian hysteria, feminist rage?).

She grows a little weak at the thought of Wilco, spinach, and any man who embodies two or more of the following characteristics:
1.) Is or was formerly a University of Virginia bus driver and/or
2.) maintains a strong, Adrian Brody-esque bone structure and, specifically, the beautiful nose and/or
3.) attends dancedanceparties! at the black cat while wearing converse and/or
4.) spars in the intellectual arena, maintains an adequate knowledge of theory, and does not need to win all the time and/or
5.) is frequently mistaken for gay owing to seriously metrosexual tendencies.

Despite her numerous achievements, she has been known to lash out irrationally against commas and their makers. There is nothing you can do to change her mind. When she becomes queen of the world, she plans to eliminate excess commage for good. Specifically, she will wield her red pen and strike out the rule that mandates commage between independent clauses.

She is a air-guitar playing, converse-wearing rock star.

She likes it like that until she changes her mind.