Hanah Snavely loves to refer to herself in third person. She also loves a good soul clap, making up words to rap songs, and saying the wrong thing at the worst time. The East Bay-reared love child of a hippie therapist and a Scandinavian nudist, Hanah feels right at home in SF, and has been professionally pimping sustainable living to prove it. When the sun's out you can find her whispering sweet nothings to her herb garden while donning pretty floral dresses, taking up more than her fair share of space in urban parks, and eating her weight in avocados. When it's not, find her unleashing her vanity unto her blog, shouting profanities at talk radio, and learning big words to appear smarter.