07/05/2026
She was beautiful. Talented. Super-intelligent. The best strategist in any room she walked into.
But somehow, everything about her was always wrong.
She always had to go the extra mile, not to grow, but just to prove she belonged. She explained herself constantly. Fought for a seat at tables where she clearly deserved a portion.
Why do I have to work this hard just to be seen?
One afternoon, her friend IB found her lost in thought.
"Tumi, why is your face like that?"
"IB, I keep wondering, what makes people see me the way they do?"
"What do you mean? You are one of the best brand strategists this firm has. You bring ideas that shape our biggest decisions. So tell me, in what light do people see you?"
"It's the way I get shut out. Whenever I try to be involved beyond my job title, it feels like I'm intruding. And have you noticed? I never get to present when international partners are around, even when I'm the brain behind everything."
IB smiled slowly.
"Your style of presentation is taking away opportunities from you."
"Style of presentation? But I communicate well. I'm outspoken. I'm the best..."
"You are the best. But you don't look the best, Oremi."
Tumi's voice dropped. "What do you mean?"
"The way you dress doesn't reflect your brilliance. No MD is going to risk a goldmine presentation on someone who looks like they don't believe in themselves. You don't have to go loud; I know you love simple. But simple can still be powerful. And I would recommend just the perfect place for you "
"Where?"
"Textile Dome. Beautiful vintage shirts and clothing fabrics, simple, classy for people who deserve to be seen the way they truly are."
"How do I find them?"
"Click on this link https://wa.link/kyx3kg"
🛍️ You deserve a seat at the table. Dress like it.
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