Breakups are wild. One minute you're planning weekend brunches and the next you're deleting 326 photos off your phone like it's a full-time job. Spotify wrapped? Ruined. Instagram feed? A graveyard. And somewhere in between crying over a half-eaten tub of ice cream and doom-scrolling through his new “following” list, I decided it was time.

Time for a glow-up.

Now, before you judge—yes, I did try cutting bangs at 2 a.m. under bathroom lighting. No, it didn’t work. Yes, I now know there’s a reason professionals exist.

Enter: Trakky. Aka my post-breakup rebound, but better.

One scroll through the app, and I had an appointment booked at a salon nearby. No awkward calls. No “ma’am, we’re fully booked till next month.” Just vibes, options, and a stylist who didn’t even flinch when I said, “Make me look like I’ve healed.”

Spoiler: she did.

We went with caramel balayage (because blonding your pain is practically a rite of passage), and I walked out feeling 73% more emotionally stable. It wasn’t just the hair—it was the soft hands, the head massage, the “you’re gonna be fine, babe” energy from someone who’s clearly seen it all.

Honestly? That chair felt more therapeutic than my last relationship.

And the best part? I didn’t have to call five salons or get ghosted by a WhatsApp reply. Trakky made it easy to find the right place, read reviews, check prices—actual transparency for once.

The Takeaway:

• Sometimes you need a haircut more than closure.
• Trust your stylist more than your ex.
• Book the appointment. Text your ex later. (Or don’t.)

Glow-ups may not fix everything, but they do remind you who you are—under the heartbreak, the tears, and the failed DIY bangs.

So here’s to fresh highlights, healing, and hot-girl hair decisions.

Thank you, Trakky. He’s out, and I’m outshining.