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My negative into a positive

I was talking to a friend of mine who happens to be a CPA (Certified Public Accountant) based out of Florida, and he had asked how my venture was going since the Arch Grant small biz competition back in March of this year. I was happy to tell him I was still fighting for it, and then told him the unfortunate news of another entrepreneur beating me to the open market in downtown. Our conversation followed:

Nick: Any luck on the storefront?

Me: Nothing secured yet [financial partner] but the interest is growing from social media

Nick: Very Good!

Me: But my time is running out, the launch in downtown showed me that A.) I have a solid concept and B.) people are starting to listening. I have one more effing GOLDEN location left. Wash Ave, was my second choice, not my primary

Me: I’m not stupid 😛

Nick: Good

Me: I need a financial partner. Someone who is as crazy and passionate as I am, which is pretty extreme. And I can’t find one….not one 😦

Nick: LOL it’s tough to find someone with money

Me: I have friends with money

Nick: Good

Me: They just don’t have my intensity for this business :-/

Nick: oh ok

Me: Motivating some people is like carrying a 400lbs woman….HARD!!! That’s why I am generating the public interest, show future partners the impact this place will have on STL

Me: Im stuck!

Nick: Yes 😦

Me: Help me get unstuck, find me a financial partner

Nick: How much do you need this partner to invest?

Me: $20K to launch, profits in as little as 6 months, 99% recession proof – when the economy sucks, my business booms 🙂

Nick: I’ll see what I can do.

Me: [trying to keep it cool, calm and collected] OK!!! 😀 THANK YOU!!!! [didnt work, I was beyond excited]

It’s nothing definite…..yet, but it’s a step closer than where I was before. Nick has connections that I don’t have. His background is solid and professional reputation is strong. It means the world to me that he would put his own reputation on the line for my business, huge compliment!

And Nick isn’t the only one actively searching for financial partners to work with me 😀 My army is growing….



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I love quotes. A few favorites!

I love intelligent quotes from intelligent minds.  Wanted to share some of my all time favorites.

All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree.
~ Albert Einstein
Anyone who doesn’t take truth seriously in small matters cannot be trusted in large ones either.
~ Albert Einstein
If you are out to describe the truth, leave elegance to the tailor.
~ Albert Einstein
Intellectuals solve problems, geniuses prevent them.
~ Albert Einstein
“The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.”
Albert Einstein
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
~Lao Tzu
Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive and go do it. Because what the world needs is more people who have come alive
~Howard Thurman
The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it
~ Henry David Thoreau
Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself
~ Harvey Fierstein
People were created to be loved. Things were created to be used. The reason the world is in chaos, is because things are being loved, and people are being used.
 Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.
Feelings come and feelings go. There is no need to fear them and no need to crave them. Let them come, and then let them go. No feeling is your permanent reality, no matter how intense it is.
You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face
~ Eleanor Roosevelt
“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company… a church… a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past… we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you… we are in charge of our Attitudes.”
Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.
King Whitney Jr.



Beliefs have the power to create and the power to destroy. Human beings have the awesome ability to take any experience of their lives and create a meaning that disempowers them or one that can literally save their lives.
~Tony Robbins


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Positive Impacts

To the ones who were/are there for me, one day I WILL show them that their love, support and encouragement has never been in vain.  I made a promise that one day I would have the opportunity to show how much that meant to me, and this business is a great start in keeping that promise, and an perfect motivator to keep pursuing it; too never give up…

I had been thinking of a way to always show my gratitude to those who have/are helping me reach my goal  — then came an idea that would work well with my urban store design, and a way of showing that gratitude; creat a Gratitude Graffiti Wall.  Why not? 

This wall would display the names (with permission) of the positive impacts that give me the strength to continue on this very long and crazy road; whether it’s the few teachers that took extra time to help me in my horrible situation, or  those I have met along the way of launching my company.  It would be a very public way of sharing my successes with them.  Sometimes a simple ‘thank you’ just doesn’t give it justice.

I never forget where I come from, or the ones that made it possible……ever!  ():-) 

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1997 – This was a very pivotal moment for me. My family ended up moving to a small town just outside St. Louis, MO from Troy, MO. I had spent numerous of the past years reading, watching, following… anything fashion oriented. Working on forgetting my trauma-filled past. I was transferring to a new middle school, which is awkward to begin with, but being fat, poor and going in to a new middle school……the door flew wide open for bullies. I felt like I was against an army, with no shortage on the amount of kid’s that regularly kicked my ass for one or more reasons. One of the main reasons being the clothes I wore, and my inability to pay for what was “acceptable” to my classmates.

The bullying started out minor and then grew in severity over a short period of time. Name calling quickly turned in to: being spit on, kicked, punched, pushed down stairs, and having razor blades tossed in my locker. Nearly all of the kids went unpunished or left with a slap on the wrist. Thoughts of hopelessness began to run rapid when I saw no one cared to listen to what was going on, and I began to give up on my life all together.

Home life was a second serving of the abusive ring I was stuck in. My brother was very close in age to me. He saw what I would go through while we were at school. He used that as an open invitation to give me the same treatment as my classmates….I literally had nowhere to go to get away from VIOLENCE. My environment was literally KILLING me from the inside, and no one could see it, or see how dangerously close I was standing to the edge where there is no return. I began to better understand my father’s suicide, I began to reason with his choice.

I began continuously contemplating ending my life…..the pain was already overwhelming for me. It was the one way I could get the abuse to stop. Thinking they can’t hurt me if I am not there.

My journal entries became more and more obvious of the road I was heading towards. If I had continued that path, I would NOT be here sharing this with you today. I was fortunate to be given a light at the end of my tunnel….the media!

I missed a LOT of school because I absolutely couldn’t take anymore physical, mental, and emotional abuse from anyone. I stayed home the entire week, and on that Tuesday, I was laying in bed and watching daytime TV. I saw an ad looking for stories of bullied kids that happened to have extraordinary talents. LIGHTBLUB! I popped up and frantically wrote down the phone number. I ran in to the living room and started telling my mom my idea. She was very hesitant and didn’t believe a word I was telling her, and she asked me, “What’s your extraordinary talent?”. I told her I could do martial arts. I was a black belt (R) in ATA Taekwondo, and had dozens of trophies and awards from competitions. My mom agreed.

My story was chosen out of over 48,000 callers. The sad part was that there were over 48,000 kids out there whom were just like me, bully victims. To me, this was my last chance to plea for the abuse to stop, and to bring awareness to a silent war I was apart of. My school responded by holding a meeting once they got wind that I was going public on the national level. They were beyond scared of what I would say in front of the cameras; so they kept their liabilities low by threatening me with a lawsuit. Bad press equaled to less money for the school district so they felt the need to silence anyone that wanted to speak out about what they were doing. They saw me as a big, FAT, threat, and they were right. I had been documenting everything that was happening to me in my journals. I had very VIVID accounts of the more severe attacks where my school officials had just pushed it in to the background, or ignored the situation all together. Incidents where my principal stood in the middle of the hallway…SCREAMING AT ME from the top of his lungs, while classes were in session, saying how despicable I am, and how he was sick of me all together. I just stood there with the best poker face knowing he was the one that was despicable. I had snapped inside at that moment.

This was when I officially obtained my M.B.A…. Motivation By Anger.

Nothing, not even their legal threats, kept me from telling as many people as I could about what was happening, to not only me, but to THOUSANDS of kids like me.

When I came back, I was my school’s #1 enemy. The feeling was very mutual, and the experience of speaking out left me empowered! It was the first time ever I stood up for myself, and thought that maybe my life was worth saving. I was no longer the victim, they were.

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