Debbie's P.O.V...
It's Monday. I walk in majestically into my fashion company, it wasn't gigantic but it was unique in it's own way, it was something I built myself with my sweats till it became this popular. During my University day's; I modeled for some fashion brand, I was a fashion stylist for some of my friends at school and they did recommend me to a lot of people.
Fashion has always been in my blood, I fell in love with fashion seeing my mum flaunts a lot of designers wear, shoes bags, jewelries and hairs. She would probably sell me to buy anyone she couldn't afford, she never let me get near to any of her stuffs, not even my father. She owns a stylist brand abroad where she helps rich people match what would go best for whatever event they had. My dad works as a business man, I am proud that I learnt how to be hardworking from them and I guess I became too hardworking to have a romantic or fun life of my own.
Take a look at Amanda my best friend, she is just an opposite of me, she was brought up by a single parent and had a lot of fun because her father was never at home. I couldn't count how many men she dated from the University to this very day and she didn't seem to want a stable relationship, I stopped talking to her about it because it only backfires to her reminding me of how lonely I was.
" Damn! This is just another day of my single life" I said to myself