I had spent nearly four decades doing the same thing, and then a sense of stagnation began to creep in after our abrupt meeting with COVID-19.

A desire to give back and share my extensive knowledge with fellow hairstylists led me to start teaching the ins and outs of the beauty and business world after watching so many stylists struggle to come back and maintain their businesses after COVID-19. However, during this process, a profound realization dawned upon me—I was no longer passionate about being a stylist myself. I was honestly becoming tired, and mentally fatigued. I never realized it because I was used to the same routine and settled into my position as a day-maker. I’ve been groomed to endure this since I was 12 years old. I grew up in this. This was all I knew, I was obsessed with making women beautiful, because of how it made them feel and that feeling alone is what inspired me. That feeling sustained me for over 30 years! But then as life happens, things change, you grow, evolve, and learn more about who you are and who you’re not. You’re changing honestly, mentally, physically, emotionally everything around you is changing, and you naturally respond to those changes, as I did. and I realized then, that my time behind the chair was waning. How could I effectively teach others something I no longer felt deeply connected to? I love what I do. I just wasn’t in love with it anymore. It wasn’t fun for me anymore. I always had a promise to myself, that when it ceased to be fun, It was time to step down.

Around the same time, my once bustling home felt empty with my children becoming adults and eventually gone, and my lifelong career no longer ignited the same fervor it once did. It was then that I had a candid conversation with my husband, my unwavering supporter. I confessed that I no longer wanted to do hair. That alone, those words, I never dreamed that I would ever hear myself say those words out of my mouth. I believed that I would honestly be behind the chair until I was 80! But I slowly started to realize that was my 30-year-old self talking! Because my now 50-year-old self completely disagrees! I yearned for something new and different, something that would reignite my purpose, passion, and creativity again. But on another level, from the perspective and position of my now 50-year-old self. The world, my world looks and feels very different from this space in my life.

This was the birth of my vision—a vision that has now evolved into a reality I'm actively building. I've always had a knack for bringing women together, and learning about their dreams, goals, and aspirations. I discovered that my true calling lay not only in styling their hair but also in motivating and encouraging them to chase their dreams and aspirations.

This newfound purpose illuminated my path. I wanted to be a source of inspiration for other women, showing them how to think differently, and how to recalibrate their lives for the better.