Tall. Blond. And brutally dishonest. Mr. Peters was born a true Viking Prince in the fairytale kingdom of Denmark, just a few years after the countrywide legalization of pornography.
He was immediately placed in a wicker basket, and send downstream.
As a young writer, Mr. Peters was raised by a pack of wolves in the planning department of Wunderman, and he learned early on how to fend for himself with advertising abbreviations and a sawed-off ballpoint pen.
Mr. Peters eye-catching writing technique (unsynchronized flailing of both arms) later got him a steady engagement at D’Arcy. Around this time he also co-founded the youth activist group EasyWriters, which got some media attention for only accepting interviews on tricycles.
As part of a self-realization program, Mr. Peters constructed a theater play in the canals of Copenhagen City. Disappointed with the lack of support from local fishermen, he left the country and set sails for Miami Ad School.
After a series of cross-oceanic freelance battles from Amsterdam to Miami, and a quick foxtrot with Cliff Freeman & Partners, Mr. Peters settled as a senior creative with mcgarrybowen in New York. Here he founded the Scandinavian Language Department and helped the agency win the hearts of companies like Disney, Marriott, Verizon, HP, and Reebok.
In the famous words of H.C. Anderson: Mr. Peters may be a little rough around the edges, but his pen is sharper than a Manhattan teenager on Ritalin.