When I was young, I was extremely shy—so shy that my voice often felt muted. In my desire to be accepted, I compromised my values more times than I can count. One day during a piano class (which I hated, I might add), I glanced across the room and noticed a modeling class in session. The instructor was radiant, confident, and captivating. Something in my soul woke up. Curiosity pushed me to the front desk to ask for information, and I showed up to the very next class that same day. The instructor, Jocelyn, must have seen how awkward and unsure I was, but she also saw the spark in my eyes. She took her time with me, shaping me with patience and grace until I was ready for my first fashion show. That night—under the lights, walking that runway—my soul found its home. My confidence began to grow, and over the years, I realized my calling wasn’t just to walk the runway, but to help others who reminded me of the girl I once was: shy, muted, but filled with potential waiting to be unlocked.