Perfect Every Step

When dreams come true

Your motivation is what drives you from inside to do great things.
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     Fashion has always been my world ever since I could remember. I still remember the first two dresses my uncle's newly wedded wife bought for me from her honeymoon to Paris. One was a long sleeve polka dot dress with a gold silk waistband and the other was a blue princess dress with flower at the top. At that time I was so fascinated with colours and patterns of clothe, fashion shows, runways, designers, which shoes, bags and jewellery went with what clothe the best. I still am.

I have always wanted to be a fashion designer ever since I was five, it was a dream that never subsided, a passion that lit my soul and a dream that came true. Now twenty years later, I look at the present that I had created for myself and I can't help but be proud of what I have achieved so far.

I own one of the most popular and famous fashion industries worldwide. My fashion lines are extended over Africa, America, UK, France, Australia and now China and Europe.

It was never always easy, running around the street of Lagos, just to get any fashion industry to employ me and look through my designs. I was born in Lagos and lived there till I was sixteen, after I graduated from secondary school, I started to chase my dreams but unfortunately failing. Lagos is a very city, in fact it was the former capital of Nigeria before Abuja, youth from all over came to Lagos either for job opportunities or to fulfill their goals and dreams.

After many failed attempts, I realized that my dreams weren't going to be achieved in Lagos and I had to try my luck somewhere else. I moved over to Abuja to stay with my aunt, by then I had already sold few of the clothes I had made to individuals who liked them.

It was as if my luck suddenly bloomed because not only did I own a two-storey building store, which Sold most of my designs at eighteen, I was lucky To meet an international fashion agent through a customer of mine abroad. The agent was impressed by my work and simply loved them all.

By twenty I moved abroad to L.A with my work which had already started to shine all over. I expanded my work, employed people to for me and before I knew it, built fashion industries first in Africa, later America,UK and France.
My fashion industries work with other fashion lines like Adidas, Nike, Gucci, Dolce and Gabbana, Mary Kate, Fending, Burberry, Hugo Boss and many others.

Queen Bee deals with clothes, shoes, bags and even jewellery. The secret of Queen Bee is Africa. Ankara, lace, chiffon, gini are always found slash here and there around anything of my designs.

This particular dress I am wearing for this party my employees pulled out for the expansion of Queen Bee to China and Europe; was a six piece, off shoulder dress with the waistband and skirt made of Ankara lace, the top was pure silk.

"Ayo" a familiar voice shouted over the crowd of people, snapping me out of my thoughts. Jessica pushed her her way over to where I was sitting by the slide glass facing the city below.

"Hi, Jessi. How are you?" I asked her pleasantly.

"Stop with the pleasantries. It not as if we just meet and have not been friends for years."

True, Jessi and I have been friends ever since I came to L.A. In fact she was among the first few people I employed to work with me. She is also a great fashion designer with passion for what she does.

Jessica is a pretty woman in her mid thirties, she's tall and plumb with two adorable kids. Her husband, Steve, is an architect, who helped me design my house.

"Sorry Jessi, I was just lost in thought." I apologized, smiling.

"Don't bother. Come on, we are all waiting for you." Jessi said, urging me forward to the platform, clinking her wine glass to gain everyone attention.

"Ladies and Gentlemen; I know we will all like to hear a few words from our queen, the co-founder of Queen Bee. Here is Miss Ayo Johnson."

As I stepped forward, everyone broke into a round of applause. I smiled, looking into the crowd of co-workers and friends who came to support me. "I hope you are enjoying ourselves."

Everyone cheered and laughed. " I will take that as a yes. As most of us know, we are celebrating the wonderful success of Queen Bee so far, which over the years has become part of the top ten fashion industries in the world. Queen Bee has expanded over China and Europe. This won't have been possible without you guys support and belief in Queen Bee. I thank all my employees for your hard work and dedication and all my beloved friends for standing behind me as a pillar during all my hard times and for believing in me. You guys are all amazing individuals. Thank you very much and Merry Christmas." I finished off with a toast.

I descended down the platform, meeting Jessi and Steve waiting for me.
"Nice speech." Steve congratulate me, pulling into that warm bear hug of his that he give people that he liked. Steve is a teddy bear, a perfect match for Jessi. He looks tough and I am sure he could break my head with just a fist, but really he is a sweetheart to people who knew him well.

"Ayo, we were hoping you will join us for Christmas dinner. The children will love to see you." Jessi requested, hopefully.

She looked so hopeful and I didn't want to disappoint her but to be frank I hate Christmas, I don't know why but I just don't fancy it and Jessi knows that. She been inviting me over for the last four years.

"Sorry guys but I am really tired and would like to hit the hay. Maybe next year. Send my love to Abby and Timmy." I smiled apologically.

I left them after bidding them goodnight, I called Josh to come pick me I was ready to go home.

An hour and half later, I found myself in Dora the explorer pyjamas, half eaten ice cream, popcorn and chocolate cake on the table with some sappy romantic movie going on.

I end up falling asleep with snowball curled up on my lap.

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Okay ...... my first story ever that that people are going to read on wattpad. I really nervous😅. I hope this story actually goes well. If you like it don't forget to fashionably vote