sober. Still becoming.

20 months clear. A journey that keeps shaping me.

I got sober 20 months ago. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t dramatic. It was quiet and personal and necessary.


Since then, everything has shifted—not overnight, but steadily. Sobriety gave me clarity. It brought me back to myself. It sharpened my intuition, deepened my presence, and made space for a version of me I hadn’t met yet.


In this chair, I hold space for transformation every day. And now I live inside my own. I cut differently now. I listen more. I show up fully. Not just for the hair, but for the story. For the real moments between the noise.


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”healing isn't separate from the art. Its tangled in it”

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This part of my journey isn’t something I hide—it’s something I’m proud to bring into the light. Because healing isn’t separate from the art. It’s tangled in it. Every snip, every shift, every decision behind the chair is shaped by the clarity I’ve found on the other side of chaos.


If you’re in the middle of something hard, I see you. If you’ve already walked through it, I’m with you. And if you’re just here for a good haircut with some soul behind it—you’re in the right place too.


Still becoming. Still cutting. Still here.

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