Taking Charge Of My Life

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At age 25 as a young African woman taking charge of my life, let just say that it is not rocket science. The day that I made up mind of taking charge of my life I knew that no one was going to stop me from making this decision other than god. What many people don't understand is that being a successful fashion stylist in L.A. thing are not what it always seems to be. I am a happy person or I try to be happy the best way I know how to be. With success comes closet packed with designer clothes and shoes, a beautiful home, a nice car, and the drive to achieve even greater heights. But with having all of these things I know that I am missing something in what life but what. I ways look to start a family of my own to share life's greatest gifts, and also to discover who I really am with the help of the people who help define me or let just say help me find who I am.

But this is a story of me a fashion stylist in L.A. I want your guys to follow me on this amazing beautiful journey as we see all the twists and turns of what it is when it comes to taking charge of my life. From all the romance to drama, lies, secrets, passion and overall finding myself and just learning how to love and be loved. Ladies and gentlemen hold onto your seat because this is going to be a bumpy ride.

So anyway let get into this story, hi my name is Cynthia Keys. Since I have moved to L.A. everyone that I work with will always ask me what it was like growing up in my hometown. First of all let me give you a little background about myself so you all can have a better understanding of who I am, where I'm from and where I am going.

I was born in West African Liberia, due to the war me and my family we had to move out of the county and get to safety. I was young then so I didn't know what was going on, anyway my mom told me and my sibling about the story of how she and my dad come into the U.S. So one day my mom was in the market place selling something and a white men walk up to her and started asking her question about her life, family and things like. At first, she didn't understand what was going on but she didn't want to be rude so she answers the question the best way that she can. The next day she saw the man again at the market place and when he comes over, he had told her about why he was asking her question. After talking to the men she comes to find out that there was this program that helps people like herself to have a better life in another country.

So anyway after getting into the program let just say that it took about god know how many years before coming into the U.S. We come in 2001. The place that I will call my hometown from now on will be Greensboro N.C 290,222 . At first, it was hard getting a better understanding of how things work out here. But after a month, many of the people in the community was nice to take their time to get to know us and just welcome us. From then we were just like everyone who had been living in this town for so many years in this community and being a big family.

Let me just give you an example of how that look, like have you ever seen the show? I don't think so, but anyway, that's my hometown Greensboro N.C. Everyone was (and still is) completely fixated on the local high school's Saturday night football games. Local businesses would close down early on Fridays and post signs like, "Gone to the game! Go, Pirates!" The whole town attended the football game on Saturday nights and church on Sunday mornings, followed by an afternoon of NFL and grilling. That was the weekend routine. When we first got here we had no idea of 'what NFL football was. Don't get me worn we know what football is and to us, that will be was soccer become to know that they were talking about American football oh well.

Moving on to my high school life, in high school I work at the local grocery store. My first car was a 2001 Honda Civic. , and was 5'2" so you do the math on that one. Speaking of transportation, I had several friends who would ride with me in my old car. Their parents had more money than my family but seriously who was I to ask a question about the decision they make. Anyway fast forward to my life in L.A. here, I am in my office thinking about old-time when the phone started ringing.

Hello, this is Cynthia Keys who am I talking to, oh hi Leo I understand that New York fashion is in five days but I have a lot to take care of before going to New York. Okay, I will be in New York on Monday and see what I can do to help you out.

So that was one of my friends Leo he owns a fashion company calls Verizon and there are going to be at the New York fashion week and he wants me o help out his models. Being the friend that I am I say yes and with all these work in my office I better get to work before leaving on Monday to New York.

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