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RANT UNIFORM – ABOUT THE OWNER
“Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.”
That’s been my motto since day one, what with being an isolated immigrant unable to speak a word of English. I relocated to the United States when I was just three years old. Language wasn’t the only barrier. The “culture shock” shook me to the core. I was scared to so much as touch the unfamiliar food I was served.
Throughout my childhood, my Dad was a shrimper. I remember helping my Mom peel shrimp at the dock when I was just eight years old. The whole family offered a helping hand, seeing as this shrimp business was our sole source of income. My one brother, five sisters, parents and I all worked as a team. With only one boy in the family, the rest of us were all raised as boys and obligated to work hard to help our parents make ends meet. I was just 15 when I started working as my Father’s deckhand as a summer job.
As you can see, money was sacred for us. My brothers and sisters and I grew up wearing our neighbor’s hand-me-downs. It was during this time, when we were unable to invest in new clothes, that “fashion” became my insatiable passion. Seeing as we couldn’t buyclothes, I started to makethem – slicing and dicing my own patterns for myself and my younger sisters.
It didn’t take me long it discover that clothing holds great power. Clothing can transform you into a different person entirely. Whenever I felt upset or down as a child and teenager, I would simply mix and match my handmade clothing. Suddenly, the future looked just a little bit brighter.
Eventually, I left home, got married, and had children. Unfortunately, my husband and I drifted apart over the years. After a painful divorce, my passion for fashion (and my desire to leave a legacy for my children) kept my spirit alive.
Later, I put myself through nursing school. At first, it felt like my career was very far from my lifelong fashion dream. Or – was it? I started to notice a massive gap in the market. Scrubs. Scrubs were boring and cliched. I wanted to create something more appealing, as opposed to predictable nurse attire.
That’s how my company, Rant Uniform, was born. Today, I get to live my life knowing that I’m not only saving lives, but I also get to live my fashion-oriented dream.
No matter how far I’ve come, I know that the future still has so much in store for me. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow has to hold.
Hey guys! I just wanted to share with you some awesome new scrubs I just recently got for work. They’re super comfy, easy to wash, and have tons of pockets (which I love and need)! Also, if you don’t fold them the same day you wash or dry them, they still are like 99% wrinkle free which is the best because I’m lazy. They’re a little on the more expensive side but definitely worth every penny. It also has the added bonus of making you look and feel fashionable because most scrubs just make you look bulky and blocky like you’re some sort of creation in Minecraft. Also on the down low, these pockets can easily fit your cell phone discretely…shhh.. XD