Hometown? St. Louis, MO - home of Nelly, Gooey Butter Cake and the St. Louis Cardinals!

Favorite music artist or band? I'm all over the place. From Beyoncé to Billy Joel to Chance the Rapper to Chet Faker to The Weeknd to Mumford and Sons to Kendrick Lamar... give me a good harmony or a beat I can dance to, I'm there. I'm an awful dancer, but whatever.

Dream vacation? New Zealand has been the top of my bucket list for a long while (Lord of the Rings nerd alert).

Favorite post yoga snack? Toast with avocado, siracha and fried egg is my go-to post-yoga snack, but I often magically find a cookie in my hand shortly after leaving the studio...

A quote you love? "None of us are getting out of here alive, so please stop treating yourself like an afterthought. Eat the delicious food. Walk in the sunshine. Jump in the ocean. Say the truth that you're carrying in your heart like hidden treasure. Be silly. Be kind. Be weird. There's no time for anything else."  
-Nanea Hoffman

Personal mantra? Grow through what you go through and come out greater than before.

How did you get into yoga? My mom! She signed us up for classes when I was in high school, so it was a great early-morning bonding time for us. After I moved to NYC, she went on to get her 200 Hour RYT and it helped her through a really tough time for my family. Inspired to follow her lead, I completed Y7's 200 RYT last summer. She and I are now able to swap teaching tips and the nuggets of yogi dharma we find in our practices. She teaches a class called 'Yin with Lynn', how freaking cute is that!?

Favorite time of day to get your practice in? I love a good midday practice. No matter how my day has started or where it will be going, it's an amazing way to re-set and re-focus. Also, practicing in the evening with my boyfriend- I always end up cracking up because he makes up new words for poses. Ex: Warrior II = Surfer.

What's your favorite part of Y7? Aside from the people and the beats, both of which I ADORE, I really love the dark. It really encourages you to turn inward and stay in your own lane. Comparison is the thief of joy.