Out in the heart of Oklahoma, Logan wasn’t just any country boy — he was the walking definition of Scissortail Swag. His blonde mullet? Sharp up front, wild in the back, and smooth as a river bend.

Named after the state bird, it flew in the wind like it had wings of its own. Folks didn’t just notice it — they respected it.

Girls blushed.
Boys took notes.
And old cowboys nodded in approval.

“This ain’t a phase,” he’d grin.
“It’s a lifestyle.”

And Oklahoma’s never been the same since.