New Hair, Who Dis? 

Okay besties, gather ‘round because your girl just had a major hair glow-up and I am FEELING MYSELF. Like, full-blown “stopping traffic with my shine” energy.

Let’s start with a love letter to the hair fairy godmother herself—Maddy at Faith Hair Studio in Bardstown, KY. Babe. Queen. Miracle worker. This whole salon is like a sanctuary for bad b’s ready to LEVEL UP.

This morning, I strutted in with my tired, year-old extensions (yes, she made it a whole year—claps for her), and told Maddy, “It’s time, honey. I’m ready to switch it up.” Bye-bye blonde, hello rich, chocolatey brown—and yes, I do look edible, thanks for asking. 

Fast forward 4 ½ hours and 98 foils later—yes, NINETY-EIGHT, I basically had a solar panel on my head—we had officially entered the slay zone. New all-over color? Check. Fresh, fabulous extensions? Double check. Confidence level? Somewhere between Beyoncé at Coachella and Rihanna walking into a Fenty board meeting. 

Y’all, I walked out of that salon like the main character in a shampoo commercial. If you’re in the market for a new salon, a spicy cut, bold color, or a little extension magic, run—don’t walk—to Faith Hair Studio. Tell ‘em Sina sent you. They’ll hook you up and have you texting everyone “OMG I look amazing” before you even hit the parking lot.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a camera roll to fill and a mirror to obsess over. Catch me posting 37 selfies and pretending it was “just one good angle.”