Go get your own coffee…

I knew at a young age that my mind set on the workforce was a little different. I could not wrap my head around the idea that my ma' goes to work Monday through Friday from seven in the morning to three in the afternoon, day in and day out. The idea of that gives me an aneurism, but to each their own.

I also figured out that I don’t want to be the girl who: fixes the copier, goes on coffee runs, and gets her fabulous and innovative ideas overlooked.

Could this be a diva mind-set? Maybe. But mostly the mind-set of a young entrepreneur.

The idea of running a bigger business than the one I have now makes my mouth water. I want it so bad and my gosh, I am going to get it!

One of the greatest reality checks/advice I was given thus far in my entrepreneurial journey was in The Business Builders Club. A woman that owned her own consulting business said: “your first business will not be your money maker.” At first I thought, well damn. But secondly I thought…this is great news, because my next business venture will be even greater!

I am thankful to know what I want out of my career path, not many can say that. And as my ma’ always says to me: “do what you love and love what you do.”

Wear your sunscreen and love your ass,

Xoxo…

Ash

“So how did you get into this anyway?”

The timeless question that I get asked by all new clients and the story goes like this…

About two years ago I was getting ready to pack up and finish my degree at Ohio State. I spent a lot of time thinking about what kind of job I would have. But moving somewhere new, cooking, cleaning, studying, and going to class, plus working as a waitress seemed like a pretty heavy load. Considering I have never been away from home before.

While getting my weekly spray tan at my Aunt Kath’s studio I was talking to her about life’s stresses. (Spray tan = therapy session) She suggested I learn how to spray tan and start my own business down there. I thought, “little ol’ twenty-one year old me start a business?” At first I thought she was insane, but then I realized the idea was genius.

The next week I got a spray tan and Aunt Kath told me that it was my turn. She instructed me on some techniques, handed me the gun, and I spray tanned her. Learning to spray is a baptism by fire thing; you just do it and feel it. For the next few weeks I gathered some of my closest friends and practiced on them. By the end of the summer I was a spray tanning machine! And about 100’s of spray tans later, I’d say I’m pretty damn good at it.

In case you were wondering my Aunt Kath has been spray tanning for ten years. She was the first person in my home town (Toledo, Ohio) to start spray tanning. She is a phenomenal business woman and has grown her business tremendously over the past few years. I am proud to say that I have learned all I know about the spray tan business through her.

The actual process of starting the business is for another day.

Until then,

Wear your sunscreen and love your ass

Xoxo…

Ash