Shane McCutcheon

I work at The Planet, where the sun never sets and neither does my attitude. I sculpt hair like it’s the last thing holding you together — which, let’s be real, it might be. I’ve got a chair, a mirror, and a gaze that sees more than you plan to say. I don’t do forever — not with people, not with places — but if you're lucky, I’ll stick around long enough to make your heart hurt just right. I collect lost souls like you. And I protect mine.