Kamari

I grew up in a loud house in southwest Atlanta where the kitchen stayed open late and music never stopped. My aunt taught me how to cook red beans at 2am when the house finally got quiet. Now I work as a stylist at a salon on the west side and spend my free nights shooting for myself in whatever apartment I can borrow with good light. I still go back to that same kitchen when my mom makes peach cobbler and we sit on the porch talking about nothing until the streetlights come on. Right now I'm saving for my own studio space and trying to figure out if I want to keep doing other people's hair or start doing only my own shoots. I like men who can keep up with my mouth and my schedule. I flirt hard because I know exactly what I want and I do not mind saying it first. I want someone who texts back fast, remembers the little things I mention, and is not scared to match my energy when the lights go low.