“Mirror Mirror on the wall...
who's the fairest of them all?”
If you are like me, you have stood in front of the mirror thousands of times and asked yourself that question and of course every woman wants the same answer..
“You!”
Us girls are a vain bunch, we spend millions of dollars between us each year trying to look beautiful and when we finish don't we look “the bees knees!”
I want to look beautiful too and since I was a kid I have always painted and colored my nails, sometimes all different colors much to my mom's horror! As a young girl I used to sit and watch her having her nails cleaned and buffed like some kind of princess in a movie and I wanted that treatment too. I used crayons and water color paints at the time because I didn't know what nail polish was!
Even the cat got done sometimes! Ha Ha
I have always been artistic. I loved art at school and the teachers would often find me looking up to the heavens in yet another “Bianca Nail Polish Adventure” as I day dreamed the day away as some super agent saving the world but with wonderfully painted nails!
When I got home, I painted my Supergirl nails with simple designs of a two matching colors until with practice I was using toothpicks and needles to draw miniature flowers and other colorful designs. I was the most colorful kid on the block and the envy of all my friends who eventually begged me to do their nails too. Famous at last!
But you know how it is...as we grow we forget our dream and our passions and school drums into us that we get a job and stop daydreaming and with my crushed fantasies I became part of the daily never ending job seeking students until I ended up in the dreaded call center world!
Big money they promised – but in reality I was just a small cog in their machine to make them loads of money exploiting me and my ambitions at the same time. Long hours accompanied by eye bags and lack of sleep soon became the norm and when I stood in front of the mirror and said “Mirror Mirror on the wall...” the mirror screamed, broke and fell to the floor in pieces.
The dream was gone, my nails were chipped and I was loosing Bianca to the system of the call center!
Does my story remind you of you at all? Crushed dreams and no future? But my story is not meant to make you feel bad, but rather to inspire you to follow your dreams as my story changes like all stories that start with “once upon a time...”
Once upon a time, there was a small 19 year old call center girl with chipped nails and a broken dream...
And then I met a guy who would change my life not only as a love, but also as an inspiration. As we sat in the house, he noticed that I spent hours always painting my nails. No sooner was I finished than I would paint again another color and it was he that suggested that I quit my job in the call center and turn my talent into a passion and a business.
And so was born the “baby” of Nail Art Decals, my very own business and only 19 years old!
Nail Art Decals is my future, not only will I bring joy to thousands of women just like you and me, but I will also be able to plan my future financially and obtain my dreams and passions. How nice to be the little girl painting my friends again.
Presently I am setting up two bases. One in Manila and the other in Boracay a beautiful island of sand, sun and an endless supply of wealthy customers looking for more beauty. Just what I needed and at the same time, I can enjoy the beach when I am not working. Not a bad place for my 1st office!
I do not want you to think that this was easy for me. It was not. I had almost no money to buy my brushes and tools of the trade and I needed to pay for permits and licenses and I had to borrow money to get going, but I believed in me and I believed in my passion – and the help of my man!
I was running 3 jobs at this time, call center agent, freelance nail artist and also working in a salon to make ends meet, but in the end I took the plunge, dropped the other work and focused 100% on my own nail business.
I wanted to associate myself with the big hotels in Manila and it took all my courage to approach them, but the rejection really got me down as they turned me away with another “No!” after “No!” but then I remembered “getting a “no” for an answer must not make me feel disappointed thus this must make me feel happy because for every “no” is a step leading me forward to reach “yes”.
And so, I always plan every day which hotels and which companies I need to go to so as not to forget anything and in my travels I was drawn to a shop called IANTI.
My attraction to them grew as I saw they had the polish I was looking for to complement my business.
One day, I went to IANTI and asked about the benefits of being one of their agents and if they already opened their shop in SM. IANTI, it is a company that supplies and sells products such as make-ups, nail polishes, Tupperware, etc. So then, to make the story short, I met the owner of IANTI, named: Ms. Maridel, swapped contact details and had a very nice conversation. And until now, we still do have nice conversation aside from just talking about business.
So this is how I started my own company, with the help from Tim (my man) and friends and of course IANTI. Maybe without them helping me I might not have given it a go and set up it all correctly, because first of all, I didn't have any idea how to run a business because I'm working as an employee and not as an owner and I didn't have any idea about nail arts being a business because I thought it's just a normal thing going on in the world.
This is how I fell in love with my business, it's not only because I'm the owner but it's because I like and I love doing what I'm doing, designing nails. The business might be new, but for my part, as a nail artist, I've been doing it for years. I didn't study how to design nails, it's just one of my hobbies and dreams that became a reality.
And now When I look in the Mirror...I know the answer already!
And if your mirror doesn't give you the answer that you want, email me at biancasantosnailartdecals@gmail.com and I can set my magic brushes into action so you get a resounding “YOU”.
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