It's been a while... let's jump right back in, shall we?

I quit my job as a middle school ELA teacher

this January, 2026. I've been freelancing hair and makeup for YEARS, but never gave it the opportunity it needed in order to actually be a sustainable income. After a lot of prayer, crying, 1 trip to the urgent care with a panic attack, I quit. On the same day as my pre-conference meeting. I walked in and told my principal that I was resigning effective immediately. To say she wasn't expecting it is an understatement, but nevertheless, I walked in to her office for the last time that fateful Wednesday. Teaching has its rewards, sure but the ROI in 2026 is low. From stress, testing anxiety, to rude behavior, I took the biggest, most final risk, and walked away from a "secure" paycheck. From health insurance. From a 401k. From dental. 

I also walked away from rides home in silence because I needed to decompress. I also walked away from hating Monday mornings. I also walked away from sheer disrespect by noon. 

I walked away from a "career" in the classroom to the career God designed me for, but my own lack of faith kept me from jumping in. 

Walking & working in PURPOSE

Thank the Lord for the gifts and talents He bestows upon His children. Jesus really knits each of us so intentionally and purposefully, that when we're not walking in that purpose, we can feel it down to our bones. I joke sometimes, but I know I was born to do hair and makeup. By no means is my work perfect or beyond flaws... in fact, some days I am the most critical of my own work, but I also know that the feeling of showing a woman her final transformation in a salon chair is unmatched. 

She's had a rough day, week, month., or even a year..see where I'm going with that? But one trip to the salon can change everything. A blowout can put the pep in her step that she was missing. A glaze can shift her hair from dull to vibrant in under an hour. The right, subtle makeup application enhances the spark she still has, but has been dormant. My purpose is to serve my fellow sisters in Christ by bringing out the beauty they haven't seen in themselves. 

The "least of these"

really isn't the least of these at all. Blowouts are the last step in a salon service. It's literally just drying the hair. But what it DOES to your confidence??? That needs to be studied. 

The bounce. The shine. She volume. The glimmer of "she's back" that a great blowout brings out in a woman is the cherry on top of my beauty sundae. I've met stylists that don't like blowouts, and this is no shade to them, but I LOVE them. I've made it a point to perfect long-lasting bouncy blowouts because if the self-esteem boost they give women. I thank God every day for allowing me the privilege of doing what I love in service to Him. Making women feel beautiful and confident will be at the top of my resume from now on. 

My newest client (picture above) had been looking for someone to take her hair to a chocolate brown shade--nothing complicated. Easy, low-maintenance hair color that she wouldn't have to think about much because she didn't have the time for it. Yet... no one had been able to get it right. It was either too warm or they were afraid of it being too dark. 

Incoming GLAZE. Yeah, I did her roots, but the rest of the har also needed to be color balanced. I gave her long "butterfly" layers, and soft, bouncy blowout. 

I should've filed the reaction. It was PERFECT. The perfect chocolate brown hair color that would be low-maintenance for her lifestyle, yet giving expensive brunette hair color. 

We chatted about God and His grace over our lives and how He moves certain people into our inner circles on purpose and for a purpose. 

And it's moments like these where I know that quitting my job as a teacher was the best decision for me. I get to walk in my purpose, on purpose, and for the purpose of serving others with love and excellence. So now that I'm back, the yap sessions will be epic. Immaculate, even. 

We've got loads to catch up on, so buckle up, grab your favorite scalp oil and let's do this. 

xoxo, Aymee