No me llamo Esperanza.

Those who know me know that identity is a big issue for me. Most people are done with disambiguation when they turn 20. Mine only got worse. It's become a chronic condition.

The harder I try to coin a personality the harder the universe slaps me in the face. This year, I went from having 3 passports to having none and for some odd reason that I have not yet uncovered people keep calling me Esperanza and asking for my autograph.

Maybe I was meant to be ambiguous forever, or maybe I'm a bit of many people. Lo and behold! a flash based face mixer is the next project!