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When we first started doing Brazilian Blowouts about a year and a half ago, my client's goal was simple. She wanted to eliminate her frizz. Like many women, she was tired of spending time styling her hair only to walk outside and watch humidity undo all her hard work. She wanted her curls to be easier to manage. her mornings to be simpler, and her hair to behave a little better. So we started doing regular Brazilian Blowouts. The results were exactly what we expected. Less fr

If you've been behind the chair for any amount of time, you've probably heard one of these: "My clients don't buy retail." "I don't want to sound salesy." "They can get it cheaper somewhere else." "I don't like selling." For years, I thought retail was about products. I thought it was about shampoo bottles, styling products, ingredients, and price points. I thought the goal was to convince someone to buy something. And honestly? That mindset made retail feel awkward. Because

Maybe today isn't about doing more. Maybe it's about being a little kinder to yourself. There is a group of women I see every week in my salon. Teachers. Nurses. Business owners. Moms. Grandmas. Women taking care of aging parents. Women raising children. Women juggling careers, relationships, schedules, grocery lists, sports practices, and doctor's appointments. And for some reason, they're also the women who apologize the most. Not because they have done anything wrong. Just

The Window Chronicles: The Fire Juggler of H-E-B There are certain things you expect to see while doing hair in Central Texas. Coffee cups. Grocery bags. Someone aggressively pushing a Target cart with one squeaky wheel. Maybe a person running late carrying a rotisserie chicken like it’s a medical emergency. What you do not expect to see while doing extensions is a man casually setting objects on fire in the H-E-B parking lot. But here we are. A few months ago, Kristin was in

Welcome to Stylist Corner- honest conversations about the real side of this industry. Nobody really talks about this part. We see the Instagram posts. The fresh paint. The custom sign on the door. The coffee bar. The "I finally did it!" selfie standing in an empty suite before the chaos moves in. And don't get me wrong...opening your own suite is exciting. It's freedom. It's pride. It's proof that you believed in yourself enough to take the risk. But what happens after that?

I can usually tell what kind of week you’ve had before you ever say a word. Not by your roots. Not by your grow-out. Not even by the condition of your hair. By how you sit in my chair. Some women sit down and immediately exhale like they’ve been holding their breath since Monday. Some walk in apologizing for everything. “Sorry my hair is a mess.” “Sorry I had to reschedule.” “Sorry I’m late.” As if existing loudly for five seconds would inconvenience the entire world. Some wo

Where your hair stops being a guess...and starts having a plan. I'm going to say something that might hurt your feelings a little bit... but I say it with love. Your hair color didn't just randomly fade. I know. I know. You walked out of the salon feeling like a glowing, expensive version of yourself...and then 3 weeks later you're like: "Why does this look...tired?" And somewhere in your brain you're wondering if I betrayed you. I didn't. But something else might have. Let's

Have you ever washed your hair… and it still feels off? Like you did everything right. You shampooed. You conditioned. You even took your time. And then you blow dry it and think… Why does this still feel heavy? Why is it flat at the root? Why is it not doing what I want it to do? You’re not crazy. And no, it’s not your shampoo. Here’s the part nobody really explains… Your hair holds onto everything. Dry shampoo. Oils. Leave-ins. Heat protectants. Hard water. Sweat. Product b

This is what it looks like when your hair finally has a plan. You're not imagining it. At some point, your hair started feeling...different. Maybe it's not as full as it used to be. Maybe it frizzes easier. Maybe the products that used to work, don't anymore. And now you're standing in your bathroom thinking: "What am I doing wrong?" Here's the truth post people won't tell you: It's not just your hair. A lot of what you're experiencing actually starts underneath... at the roo

Some days in life are just… louder than others. Yesterday was one of those days. The kind of day where you look back and think, Did that really all happen in the span of a few hours? The Rooster Encounter It all started at my brother’s house. I had stayed the night after doing prom hair and was loading up the car to head home. Now, my brother has chickens. And roosters. And apparently, one of those roosters woke up that morning and chose violence. As I’m loading bags into the

A couple of years ago, a woman sat in my chair with baby fine hair that was starting to thin. She had been feeling really self-conscious about it and was searching for extensions just to add some volume. Three months before meeting me, another stylist had told her she didn’t have enough hair for extensions. Imagine hearing that when you already feel vulnerable about your hair. When she came in for her consultation with me, she was hopeful but also a little guarded. And honest

A couple Sundays ago at church, the question was simple: What’s something you really enjoy?” Not something impressive. Not something deep and spiritual. Just something you enjoy. And without overthinking it, I said, “Hot coffee.” I really do. I just enjoy hot coffee. Hot coffee: rare, scared, and worth protecting. This morning I woke up at 5:30. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and headed straight to the kitchen. I made my coffee. I turned on the oven so I could star

A Warm Welcome Awaits You She walked in, set her purse down, and let out the kind of sigh that tells you the day won. “Long day at the office?” I asked. She nodded. “Just a really long day.” So, I handed her February—a glass of Prosecco with cotton candy floating on top. Because if we’re going to survive winter (well, winter in Texas), we might as well do it with a little drama. She said she’d never had one. Then she drank the whole thing. The cotton candy melted into soft bl

If your curls fall by lunch, it’s not your iron. It’s your prep. Step 1: Prep Light mist of ShineLock. Brush through. Small clean sections. Step 2: Curl Curl away from face. Leave ends out. Let cool completely. Step 3: Lock It In Light mist of ShineLock again. Do not touch until fully set. That’s it. How to curl your hair to last all day.

(Yes, even if you don’t have extensions) I wanted to share a little at-home trick I use that gives major blowout vibes —especially for my women who don’t have extensions and want volume without fighting their arms and a round brush. Here’s exactly what I did: I started on damp hair with BioBond Leave- In to strengthen and protect, then layered in Vitamin Silk Leave-In Conditioner for hydration, softness, and slip. This combo creates the foundation for healthy, manageable ha

☕ Take a Coffee Break (You’ve Earned It) There’s something sacred about a quiet coffee moment. Whether it’s five minutes in your car before errands or sitting at the kitchen counter while the house is still quiet, these moments matter. It’s not about productivity. It’s about pausing. The same reason I love those moments in the salon where you exhale, sip something warm, and let someone else take care of you for a change. 🚶‍♀️ Take a Walk Outside (Even If It’s Short) Fresh ai

January 13 happens to be an unofficial holiday called Make Your Dreams Come True Day. At first glance, that sounds big. Bold. Loud. Like something that requires vision boards, fireworks, or a dramatic overnight transformation. But if I’m honest, that’s not really how dreams tend to come true—at least not the meaningful ones. Most of the good things in life happen quietly. Slowly. In moments that don’t look impressive from the outside. They happen when someone finally books th