I'll drinka bottle Kettle One you got on your shelf, So just let me introduce myself...

My name is Sammy, and here's my tale. I was forged deep in the middle of Eastern Washington. In the summer of my 18th year, this little sagebrush uprooted and became a tumbleweed blowing over the mountains, coming to rest in Seattle under the pretense of attending college.

After wasting $30,000 of my parents money at the U of W, I once again tumbled into the world of office jobs, lunch hours, time sheets and TPS reports. This career path just wasn't working for yours truly at all. My big personality wasn't going to be contained in a cubicle, or even the little office with the glass wall which made me feel like a diorama at the Museum of Natural History. Fate has a way of working things out. My department at my super crappy cubicle job was laid off with two months severance. I had to fake sadness with my fellow inmates while on the inside I was STOKED! I decided to try Beauty School.

Three years after I entered the world of beauty, I decided to take a chance and open a place that I would like coming to every day. Heather decided she'd be crazy enough to hold my hand on this bungee jump, and we started our little shop in Georgetown. It's been a lot of hard work, long hours, and learning from my mistakes, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Besides, I've been here too long to ever be a good employee for anybody else.