Can I be the conditioner to your shampoo? Together we'd be perfect.
Are you taking walk-ins? Because I'm walking straight into your life.
I don't need a mirror to know you look stunning from every angle.
Could you show me how to style confidence—you're clearly an expert.
Do you accept tips? I tip you with my number.
Is that a straightener? Because you just flattened my resistance.
Are we doing a blowout? Because you've just blown me away.
Do you do beard trims? Because you just groomed my future.
May I book a recurring appointment for coffee and compliments?
If love were a perm, I'd let you make me stay curly forever.
Is your appointment list long? Then let me be the rush hour.
Do you sell products? Because your smile is bottle-worthy.
If kisses were highlights, I'd add a streak down your cheek.
Do you believe in love at first rinse or should I get another shampoo?
You must be a blow dryer, because you just took my breath away.
Do you offer touch-ups? Because I’ll be showing up for you forever.
Can I be your apprentice? I’ll start by learning how to fall for you properly.
You must work with blackwork because you’ve inked my heart in bold lines.
I usually avoid commitment, but for your design I’ll sign the consent form.
Your portfolio is great, but I’d rather be the canvas tonight.
If love had a stencil, yours would be perfect. Want to make it permanent?
I thought I liked sharp looks until I saw yours — and the needle agreed.
Are you booking appointments? Because I want to schedule my forever with you.
You’ve got the best flash — can I be your limited edition?
Can I sit in your chair? I promise my soul comes with free pain tolerance.
Is your name Flash? Because I'd hang you on my wall forever — and steal your design later.
Do you do custom pieces? Because my heart needs a permanent you.
Are you a sleeve? Because I want to spend months getting to know every inch.
Is that stencil on your clipboard or did you just trace my future with you?
Mind if I watch you ink? I like the sound of my heartbeat matching the buzz.
