“All the Things…” is written by a 27 year old who clearly listens to too much Bono. If you ask her where she’s from she will struggle to answer, but if home is where the heart is, she’s from wherever her parents are currently having lunch. She loves to travel, sings too loudly, and works for a stock broker who is embarrassed to have her. She once ate a scorpion so as to not look like a loser. She is currently in Costa Rica haggling over the cost of plantains.