It all started during a late-night trauma case deep in the CT suite. The scanner was humming, the contrast was flowing, and I was doing what I do best - slicing through anatomy, helping find the answers patients need.

Then… the power cut out.

The monitors went dark. The injector froze. The CT suite held its breath - no hum, no warning, just me and the machine. Then came the surge. A sharp crack, a flash of light, and a bolt of stray radiation arced through the scanner.

When the lights came back, everything looked normal… until I caught my reflection.

Behind my head, something new had taken shape. Flowing. Layered. Radiating with diagnostic energy and untamed style.

That night, The Radiant Curtain was born.

It’s not just a haircut - it’s a diagnostic weapon. Shaped by late-night scans and sharpened under pressure, this mullet doesn’t just show up - it brings order to the chaos.

Business in the front? Please. This flow runs a full-body scan.

Whether I’m guiding a patient, throwing down on the grill, or strumming out some post-shift therapy on the guitar, The Curtains right there with me - locked in, leveled up, and leading the charge.

Since the day it showed up, The Radiant Curtain hasn’t missed a shift, dropped a beat, or let a moment pass without making things just a little bit brighter.