Whiskey in one hand, eyeliner in the other—built on hairspray, heartbreak, and havoc; Rock music didn’t just heal me—it gave me confidence, a community, and a reason to shine. I found strength in the noise, softness in the chaos, and the courage to grow into the woman I never thought I could be. I’m not here because I think I’m the best—I’m here because I know what it means to rise! We’re here for a good time, not a long time, so let’s make some noise, Rocklahoma!