They call me L.o.v.e.d — 21, born with a voice and a fire I never knew how to silence. I've been singing since before I knew what heartbreak meant, raised on chaos, soul, and every sound in between. Music didn't just find me — it chose me. And when I moved to Atlanta, I finally started choosing it back. Emerald green is the color of my spirit — rare, radiant, a little dangerous. I'm weird. I'm wild. I don't fit boxes, I break them. Two cats keep me grounded — they're my heart in fur form. The rest? That's still being written in melody, memory, and midnight notes.

Flamenco guitarist and virtuoso.