Built Different

In real life, things don’t always happen on a normal salon schedule. Also — we live in Vegas.

Sometimes it’s 5:30 AM and you need to be runway-ready before sunrise. Sometimes it’s midnight, everything’s closed, and you’re having a full-blown mirror meltdown. And sometimes, all you need is someone who gets it — someone crazy enough to open the shop late, show up early, or come to you with the tools, the products, and a smile.

That’s me. I’m that crazy one.

The one who says yes when everyone else would say “HELL NO!”
If you need me, I’ll be there — no ego, no fluff, just real-deal skill and care.

I work in a salon shop — not a showroom. It’s chill, laid-back, and full of hardworking pink-collar pros just like me. There’s no chandelier, no curated Instagram wall, and I’m not in heels or designer clothes.

You won’t catch me in red bottoms or Prada while I work. I might not even be wearing makeup. My hair will be pinned up — and probably a different color and style every time you see me.

Why?
Because I’m not here to impress you with how I look —
I’m here to make you look like you belong on the front cover of Forbes.

Whether you're stepping into red bottoms or showing up in a hoodie — I got you.

Real hair. Real hours. Real care.

That’s what I do.