I did big law. I advised hedge funds for a decade, which, by the way, ages you in dog years. Named General Counsel of a $6bn hedge fund at the age of 29. I ran a marathon in less than 4 hours (in Rome – random I know—but that’s where I picked up the word consigliera and my love of long, leisurely lunches involving vino). I had the beautiful apartment in NYC with 16 ft ceilings, the high-heeled shoes that Sex in the City made us believe we could wear.
Like most founders, I thrived on a never-ending stream of challenges--ripping them apart, analyzing risk, creating plans to optimize outcome.
But then I hit my own wall.
Nothing felt like enough. I didn’t feel like enough. And I couldn’t see what was getting in my way.
I had a lot of experience and brain power that I wasn’t using. I needed to shake sh$t up.
For someone who appreciates adrenaline and ambition, fast moves, high pressure, nothing was more attractive to me than the startup world. I wanted in on the future economy, on game-changing solutions to some of the world’s greatest problems, and on the creation of how we will all be living our lives, making money, and interacting with each other. Quite frankly, I wanted to have an impact. A big impact. How? Hmmmm….
I started at the beginning. I looked back on my career and I saw a common thread – I was always the right-hand to whoever had the power. I was the trusted advisor, making the tough calls, asking the right questions, and giving the honest answers. Clearly, a consigleira like me would be an ace in the pocket of anyone looking to take a bet big and win. (I feel like I should channel my Willy Nelson – you gotta know when to hold, know when to fold em…)
If cards are not your thing, how about a little Queen’s Gambit?
If this sounds like you, let’s do this THING together.