Diamond

Diamond or my down payment?!

What you see with me, is pretty much what you get and let me preface by saying that today was no different.

I picked up my cousin from the airport and then hurried to a coffee meeting I had agreed to with a custom home builder. I didn’t really know what to expect but had been following them on Instagram for awhile. They do some pretty wicked stuff and the properties they feature are like hella’ amazing. So why not, I love a pretty property!

It’s snowy and ugly out today,  so I have my hair in a top knot and with a classic basic b*tch blanket scarf. Little did I know I was arriving at a “coffee meeting” with several other realtors. As a Range Rover, Audi and other expensive cars pulled in I hesitated…. maybe I should just leave, I mean I really don’t have multi-million dollar clients (not yet – haha). But I persisted and walked in – what the hell right?

Oh man, was there bling…. I was there with my $12.99 Costco stretchy jeans and my chucks and ladies were showcasing diamond jewelry worth more that most people have for their down payment. I know there is a perception of this industry and I had just walked into the epitome of it. No joke, I wouldn’t be exaggerating when I say one of them had a diamond on her finger that could be worth more than my entire’s year salary.  And I don’t know much about diamonds, but this one practically dwarfed her hand!!

That being said, we all had a tour of the house (which was hella’ amazing) and met the owners (super nice and down to earth people) and learned a little about their business. I felt a bit inadequate to start but then the marketing person took a picture of my shoes in the home and posted it to Instagram, what did I learn? Red chucks for the win.