Hi, I’m Elizabeth — but at Plump’d, I answer exclusively to Lizzard
I’ve been Randee’s right-hand menace since the inception, when Randee scribbled “Plump’d” on a piece of paper and decided it was going to be a thing. I should’ve run. I didn’t. Now I’m a permanent staff member. If it needed doing, testing, cleaning, fixing, or sacrificing someone’s dignity for… it was probably me.

Official titles include:

• Bartender (by demand, not choice)
• Human guinea pig for “just trust me” ideas
• Trash whisperer / can connoisseur
• Professional “sure, why not” person
• Crisis Manager 
• Human lab rat for “this shouldn’t hurt”
• Emotional support employee

When I’m not holding Plump’d together with vibes and sarcasm, I’m at my actual job designing trash cans (yes, really), hopping on a plane to somewhere fun, or at home being judged by my cats.

HR says I’m “valued and appreciated.”

HR is Randee.

Basically, I do it all — and complain just enough to make it entertaining.