Seven years ago, I wasn’t looking to build a business.
I was looking for a way to stay home with my seven-month-old.
That was it. That was the goal.
At the time, I just wanted flexibility. I wanted to be there for the milestones, the naps, the messy mealtimes, the ordinary days that don’t feel big until they’re gone. I didn’t know that saying “yes” to Color Street would turn into something that would shape the next seven years of my life.
But it did.
What started as a way to stay home with a baby has grown into something so much bigger.
My boys are in school now. Our days look different. We’re in the season of homework folders, sports practices, and early bedtimes (that aren’t always early). And I’m still here. Still home. Still able to volunteer at school, show up for class parties, and rearrange my schedule when someone wakes up sick.
That flexibility is something I will never take for granted.
But it’s not just about being home.
Over the past seven years, I’ve built friendships I never expected. Real friendships. Women I talk to weekly. Women I’ve laughed with, traveled with, and grown alongside. I’ve taken trips around the Caribbean and across the United States because of this opportunity — trips I wouldn’t have experienced otherwise.
And somewhere along the way, something else changed.
I became a “nail person.”
If you had told me seven years ago that I’d be changing my nails every week, I would’ve laughed. I wasn’t that girl. I didn’t have time for that. It felt unnecessary.
Now? It’s one of my favorite little rituals.
It’s 10–15 minutes that’s just mine. I love mixing up styles, trying something bold one week and simple the next. It brings me joy. And honestly, even when I feel like a hot mess — messy bun, leggings, laundry behind me — having my nails done makes me feel more put together.
It’s a small thing. But small things add up.
Over the years, this business has become about more than nail strips. It’s about helping women feel confident in simple, doable ways. It’s about showing busy moms that you don’t have to spend hours at a salon to feel polished. It’s about creating tiny pockets of care in the middle of real life.
Seven years later, I’m still here.
Still grateful.
Still learning.
Still loving my weekly nail change.
Still thankful I get to be home with my boys.
What started as “just something to try” became a blessing for our family in ways I never could have predicted.
And I wouldn’t change a thing. 💜

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