Before we get started here you guys, this post is literally about myself. That’s it. That’s the sentence.
Being brought up in a household where you may not have always gotten what you wanted, (and let’s be clear, my folks gave me their world) but you had EVERYTHING you needed, I consider myself to be very blessed. Growing up, people were under the impression that I was spoiled. And I won’t lie, I can see how someone would gather that. If you guys could have been a fly on the wall, wow. Mom and Dad, if you’re reading this, I want to say that every ounce of hard work and determination I have stems from you guys. I wouldn’t be the budding entrepreneur that I am without y’all.
We all have to spread our wings and fly from the nest at some point, right friends? Well I just so happened to spread mine when college called my name. The first few semesters on campus were okay. No bills, no worries, right? WRONG. Sophomore year hit me like a mighty rushing wind. The dorm life was above me now, and I packed my bags to take on an off-campus apartment. Let’s just say the struggle was, and is STILL real.
Now here is where I’ll get personal. One of the hardest times in my life was because I was struggling financially. During my senior year of college, I had more bills than money, and that’s a fact. And being as transparent as possible, I had even less faith than money. My pride would also block a lot of blessings. Even as a kid, I was always ashamed to ask for help, parents included. Honey, let me tell you, a year older and wiser, I won’t be turning down any more handouts, okay! Being broke can be depressing. Not knowing if I would make my portion of the rent (hey roommates) had me overly stressed, and mentally in a bad place. I felt that every morsel of faith I had was depleted.
Although I always worked while being in college, my job at the time tended to be unreliable. Here’s a guess: I was a server. When the money is good, it’s GREAT, but again, inconsistent. Not to mention, I also wanted more for myself. One night in October (2018), your girl was having one of those days, and then something clicked. I had had enough of feeling bad for myself. There is no test without a testimony. Can I get an Amen? In this day and age, you can literally be whoever or whatever you want. LITERALLY. So if a 69 year-old can identify as a 20 year-old, why can’t this litte broke girl identify as a rich woman?
That night, my clothing brand, TRAN$rich Apparel was born. With the tag line ‘Rich Mindset. Rich Lifestyle.’, TRAN$rich fully embodies being comfortable in whatever your current financial situation may be. This is where the good part comes in, friends. You don’t have to stay there! Now I’m about to drop some jewels. Y’all ready? So a man (or woman) thinks, so is he/she. Prepare your mind for your destiny, and the rest will be sure to follow.
Just recently, I have closed down my store to revamp operations. This is a temporary halt for the betterment of my company, so be on the lookout for a re-release coming soon. Although I do have a current pause on business, I continue to go hard for my brand every day. Dreams don’t work unless you do, kids. And I will continue to work to see my dream be fulfilled.
Y’all ready to work?