Let me paint you a picture: My house? SMASHED by a hurricane. Roof’s is damaged, walls are still standing,and I’ve got a lawn full of debris that used to be my porch. But honestly? That’s not even the worst part. The real disaster? Thinking about dragging myself back to that salon!

For years, I’ve been coloring hair, listening to "Can you make me look 10 years younger?" or "My ex will DIE when he sees me with this blonde!" Drama queens, I tell ya! And don’t even get me started on the ones who want miracles for $120.

But you know what? I’m DONE. Done with the gossip, done with the fake smiles, done with pretending I don’t want to scream when a client shows up late and then complains her highlights aren’t “sun-kissed” enough.

The hurricane smashed my house, but it also knocked some sense into me. Life’s too short for bad coffee, fake friends, and jobs that suck the soul out of you. I’m ready for a fresh start—a BIG one. Maybe even a new country, a new love, or a life where I wake up EXCITED instead of exhausted.

Who knows ? Maybe we’ll inspire each other to grab life by the reins and ride it into something AMAZING !!!

GRAND💎DAME