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#GIRLBOSS

Sophia Amoruso is a genius. And her story is incredible. She’s the founder and CEO of NASTY GAL vintage clothes companyThe moment I picked up her book #GIRLBOSS, I didn’t know what I was in for, and didn’t anticipate finishing it in 2 ½ days. I couldn’t put it down. #GIRLBOSS is a how to/inspirational/part-memoir guide on how a young woman built her own brand and business from the ground up, with lots of hard work, plenty of setbacks, and much determination and became a boss. As a young woman, I love what she shared, because it was refreshing to know that there are other young women out in the world unapologetically kicking butt, and fully going for what they want, as far as being a boss goes. In #GIRLBOSS she writes, “Here’s the thing about being a #GIRLBOSS – it’s not easy. It takes a lot of hard work to get there, and then once you arrive, it takes even more hard work to stay there.” And she’s absolutely right. I’ve recently found myself in a position where I’m flexing my own boss muscles trying to juggle a full time career, and manage my writing. It’s not easy but it’s worth the sacrifice. I love working and I love the grind that comes with writing. I can work, grind, and hustle at the same time, and still manage to have a life. It’s all about having a great strategy and prioritizing. If you’re a young woman reading this, #GIRLBOSS is definitely a book you should read. You won’t regret it. 

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