When I'm not out crime fightin', I love movies, reading, and great conversations with friends -- from pseudo-intelligent rambles about metaphysics and life philosophies, to theories on "Lost" and arguing over which version of "The Office" is superior (the US cast, all the way!) I'm always up for checking out live music, theater, and museums ... Watching tennis, spending time outdoors, taking long late-night drives and experiencing new things. I'm a live-in-the-moment kind of gal. Blink and you'll miss it, so enjoy life to the fullest!

Amelie, Lost In Translation, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, Napoleon Dynamite, Once, Monty Python & The Holy Grail, Garden State

Radiohead, Jeff Buckley, Rilo Kiley, Wilco, Sigur Ros, Zero 7, Tori Amos, Copeland, The National, The Frames, Glen Hansard, Iron & Wine, Feist, Jimmy Eat World, Blonde Redhead, The Dandy Warhols, Kamikaze Hearts, Nickel Creek, Ida, Ivy, Skating Club, Sufjan Stevens, Imogen Heap, Regina Spektor, Bôa, Sentinel, Rhesus, Ben Lee, Damien Rice, Minus The Bear, The Shins, Guggenheim Grotto, Spoon, Andrew Bird, Cibo Matto, Stars, Gemma Hayes, Death Cab For Cutie, Silverchair, Matt Morris, and approximately 18 million others!

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Passion, intelligence, and a wicked sense of humor!

The rare gentleman who prefers not to be seduced by the charms of a fiery redhead. You are banned. ;-)

Caution: Moments of cheekiness up ahead. Watch out for curves!

Cheers! I'm Jess, your resident free-spirit redhead from New York, currently baking in the oven of the Southwest. I'm passionate about music and traveling, the usual suspects but two things I definitely can't live without! Here's a new one though -- I've always been curiously fascinated with vintage pin-up artwork (especially Vargas, Runci and Petty), and I'm inspired by saucy women like Bettie Page and 1930s/40s burlesque. In my double life as a secret agent, I masquerade as a vintage pin-up with a plethora of super powers and weapons of "mass seduction". Rawr!

... And I have been known to embelish the truth on rare occasion. ;-)

Being sweetly and drunkenly harassed in Ireland! The best was a shy 12 year old boy who said I was "deadly". And how!