02/01/2026
My hair was freshly faded. I wore choker necklaces with oversized sweaters and skinny jeans. I was obsessed with tarot cards and drag race and still reminiscing on my ballet days. I was living in Colorado and had just graduated beauty school. I randomly searched Craigslist and found an ad for a new salon opening downtown. I loved the name “Moon House” and felt a connection to it. 2016 I became a hairstylist and met my soul sister Ysabel, my first salon owner. I will never forget this era. The salon that held a mirror and showed me what type of hairstylist I was destined to be 🪞 a radical feminist, wild and free. Thankful for my big sister witch for shaping me and showing me the way. Let’s make midnight margs and watch Practical Magic in Scotland, okay? I love you
