A San Francisco native (yes, we exist!), Mac tried out New York City after graduating from Stanford, but came running home after confirming that the devil does, in fact, wear Prada, and that life on Broadway isn’t as glamorous as life in the Wild West. When she’s not on the road, you might see her jogging through Golden Gate Park or seeking out San Francisco's best cocktails. Her most Westphoric adventures at Sunset have taken her to a wild mustang ranch in Shasta, the swankified shores of Malibu, and to the top of Pikes Peak during a blizzard. She's still trying to catch a ride on the Google Bus.