“Ready ladies?” our pilot Marlon asked. “Get on board! We had better get going if we are to get back by ten p.m."
I was the first to board the plane, then Elle and Charlotte.
“What would you girls like to drink?” our flight attendant, Lauren, asked.
"I will try a virgin strawberry daiquiri this time," I said. Elle ordered the same and again, Charlotte asked for a sick bag. She swiftly walked away to the kitchen, where I could hear the sound of the blender whipping and crushing. In a matter of minutes she was back, handing Elle and I wide-mouthed glasses by the stems, filled with an icy froth of strawberry liquid.
“I am so excited!” Elle exclaimed, taking a long sip of her drink. “I had no idea that this camp was going to be so amazing."
I agreed. The plane jolted to a start and I could feel the bumping of the undercarriage as the wheels traversed the dirt runway of the island, and then, nothing. The bumping stopped and we were rising higher and higher into the air.
An hour later, the plane landed in Melbourne, Australia, where we disembarked and were whisked away in a large SUV.
Five minutes later, we arrived at a small cafe, with childlike wooden lettering reading, The Cubby House, across the front entrance. It was made entirely of wood, which was painted turquoise. Once inside, we told the barista that we were looking for Jen and Suzie of Foxy Originals. She led us out to the back of the café, which faced the ocean. She pointed out two girls with blond hair and caramel highlights. They were both sitting with their backs facing us.
“Hello,” Elle said, as she walked towards their table.
The girls turned to face us and smiled. They both got out of their chairs and introduced themselves.
“I’m Suzie and this is Jen.” They both gave us hugs. “It’s so great to meet you!”
“You, too,” I said.
“Yes, we are so excited to meet you,” Elle agreed.
“Well, sit down with us.”
Jen led us over to the table where three seats were waiting for us. I noticed that the girls each had sketchbooks.
“What are you doing with those?” I asked excitedly.
“We are coming up with new designs for our next collection,” Suzie beamed.
I was so excited that they, too, enjoyed art and sketching.
A waiter came to us and handed us menus. He had a cute Australian accent.
"My name is Keith and I’ll be back in a jiffy to take your orders."
"Thanks," I said and opened my menu. The cover was a child's drawing of the cafe. On each page of the menu was a colorful drawing of the different drinks served.
"What are you having?" Elle asked Jen and Suzie.
Jen flipped through Elle's menu to the back page and pointed.
I looked over to Elle's menu.
"Cubby Cap," I read aloud.
"What's that?" Charlotte asked.
"It's their cappuccino. It's so good, they shake sprinkles on the top of it so it makes the milk look like a rainbow swirl," Jen said, showing us her cup.
"That's perfect for me."
Elle closed the menu and placed it beside her. We all agreed that a cappuccino would be a good choice. Charlotte and I piled our menus on top of Elle's.
Like a moth to a candle, Keith zipped over to our table when he saw our menus closed and stacked.
"What can I get for you?"
"Three Cubby Caps," Elle said, "but can I please have mine with skimmed milk?" She smiled.
“To easy,” he said and disappeared inside the café.
“So, how do you like the camp so far?” Jen asked. “It is so exciting that you are getting to experience what being an entrepreneur really is about at such a young age.”
“It's been really exciting! We had a class the first night about leadership and it was a scavenger hunt,” Charlotte said shyly.
“That is so much fun,” Suzie said, making Charlotte feel a little more comfortable.
“We started Foxy pretty young, too. We were students,” Jen said. “We were nineteen when we met each other, both starting University in Ontario, Canada,” Suzie continued.
The waiter came back with three cappuccinos, in regular sized teacups that looked like they were part of a princess tea party set.
“Aren’t they cute?” Jen gushed.
“We love this place, the branding is so great,” Suzie agreed. “It is supposed to resemble a child’s play house. That is what the name means.”
“Oh, now I get it.” Elle took a sip of her cubby cap.
“You have to remember that every aspect of your company has to match the personality of the brand,” Suzie agreed. “That is one of the reasons we come here, to get inspiration.”
Elle realized that she had forgotten the sweetener and plucked a splenda packet from the cup in the centre of the table.
“After we met, we found that we had a passion for jewelry,” Jen said.
“And we both had the idea that we wanted to be in business for ourselves,” Suzie added. “Within a week or two, we registered our name, Foxy Originals.” She handed each of us a business card.
"Wow, thanks so much," I said and slipped it inside my sketchbook for safekeeping.
“How did you pick the name?” Charlotte asked examining the card.
Elle took a sip of her cappuccino and smiled.
“We had a sleepover one night and went through the dictionary and chose one from that,” Jen said, taking a sip of her coffee.
“It is really cute,” I said, fondling my necklace.
“Thanks, it wasn’t all as fun as choosing a name. We also wrote a business plan, which was a detailed five-year plan. We had the basis for our company that we could follow and keep on track with our goals.” Suzie said with a serious look on her face.
I watched as Charlotte’s face mirrored Suzie’s.
“But don’t worry,” Jen said. “Writing a business plan isn’t as hard as you would think.”
Charlotte’s face softened to a small smile and she sipped her cappuccino slowly.
“Did you make the jewelry yourself?” I asked, twirling my finger around in the foam of my Cubby Cap, making rainbow swirls. I couldn't help but think how much Kandace would love this place.
“We sure did,” Jen said, looking over at Suzie. “Our first products were the floating bead necklaces which we handmade originally, with $900.00 in total on beads and tiger wire. We got a wholesale license to buy the product.”
“Remember how much time we spent making the jewelry with beads and wire by hand?” Jen reminded Suzie.
“Yes! And then we started to sell our jewelry on campus to our friends. And we took it to different stores,” Suzie added.
“That is amazing! Every girl in school must have loved you,” Elle gushed.
Jen and Suzie both giggled.
“Before we knew it, we had come up with another idea for a new type of jewelry,” Suzie said.
“We tried a few pieces using Suzie’s parents’ metal manufacturing company,” Jen added, “and this helped us quite a bit.”
“We made a few different styles of metal necklaces and two of the three styles were reversible, so there were two different styles and colours on both sides of the metal.”
She pointed to necklaces that we were wearing. Elle smiled and posed, lifting her necklace away from her chest, while gazing up fluttering her eyelashes.
“That is when we started designing our core business and that was the reversible metal necklaces.”
“We design two collections a year, fall, winter and spring summer. Right now, we are working on our summer collection,” Suzie said, pointing to a few black and white pencil sketches she had in front of her.
“I was so excited when I saw your sketch books,” I said pulling out my own. “I draw, too.”
“That is a fantastic skill to have, Madison,” Susie said. “You can use it for anything in life, especially for coming up with product designs for your own business someday.”
“It is nice that you have the time to get away from work and come out here, to come up with new ideas,” Elle said.
“You got it, Elle,” Jen remarked. “You have to hire people that you feel are as good or better than you at doing a specific job and trust that they are going to do well in that role to help your business grow. This way, you are not stretched too thinly and can oversee everything on a grand scale.”
“That is why we are able to travel the world to work on new collections and when we get back to the office next week, our business should be doing well, if not better, than it was before we left,” said Jen.
“Wow, I would love to have your life,” Charlotte sighed
.
“It is pretty great,” Suzie said.
Jen nodded in agreement.
“Excuse me, but I have to use the bathroom,” Elle said.
Charlotte and I knew she wanted to fix her makeup, as she was very particular about it being perfect.
The waiter came out to see if we were finished with our drinks, Elle winking at him as they passed each other.
“Separate bills, please,” I said to him.
“Thanks so much for your time,” Charlotte said. “We really had fun talking to you.”
Once Elle shuffled back from the restroom, she told us that Marlon was waiting outside the café. We gave Jen and Suzie a big hug and departed.
I was the first to board the plane, then Elle and Charlotte.
“What would you girls like to drink?” our flight attendant, Lauren, asked.
"I will try a virgin strawberry daiquiri this time," I said. Elle ordered the same and again, Charlotte asked for a sick bag. She swiftly walked away to the kitchen, where I could hear the sound of the blender whipping and crushing. In a matter of minutes she was back, handing Elle and I wide-mouthed glasses by the stems, filled with an icy froth of strawberry liquid.
“I am so excited!” Elle exclaimed, taking a long sip of her drink. “I had no idea that this camp was going to be so amazing."
I agreed. The plane jolted to a start and I could feel the bumping of the undercarriage as the wheels traversed the dirt runway of the island, and then, nothing. The bumping stopped and we were rising higher and higher into the air.
An hour later, the plane landed in Melbourne, Australia, where we disembarked and were whisked away in a large SUV.
Five minutes later, we arrived at a small cafe, with childlike wooden lettering reading, The Cubby House, across the front entrance. It was made entirely of wood, which was painted turquoise. Once inside, we told the barista that we were looking for Jen and Suzie of Foxy Originals. She led us out to the back of the café, which faced the ocean. She pointed out two girls with blond hair and caramel highlights. They were both sitting with their backs facing us.
“Hello,” Elle said, as she walked towards their table.
The girls turned to face us and smiled. They both got out of their chairs and introduced themselves.
“I’m Suzie and this is Jen.” They both gave us hugs. “It’s so great to meet you!”
“You, too,” I said.
“Yes, we are so excited to meet you,” Elle agreed.
“Well, sit down with us.”
Jen led us over to the table where three seats were waiting for us. I noticed that the girls each had sketchbooks.
“What are you doing with those?” I asked excitedly.
“We are coming up with new designs for our next collection,” Suzie beamed.
I was so excited that they, too, enjoyed art and sketching.
A waiter came to us and handed us menus. He had a cute Australian accent.
"My name is Keith and I’ll be back in a jiffy to take your orders."
"Thanks," I said and opened my menu. The cover was a child's drawing of the cafe. On each page of the menu was a colorful drawing of the different drinks served.
"What are you having?" Elle asked Jen and Suzie.
Jen flipped through Elle's menu to the back page and pointed.
I looked over to Elle's menu.
"Cubby Cap," I read aloud.
"What's that?" Charlotte asked.
"It's their cappuccino. It's so good, they shake sprinkles on the top of it so it makes the milk look like a rainbow swirl," Jen said, showing us her cup.
"That's perfect for me."
Elle closed the menu and placed it beside her. We all agreed that a cappuccino would be a good choice. Charlotte and I piled our menus on top of Elle's.
Like a moth to a candle, Keith zipped over to our table when he saw our menus closed and stacked.
"What can I get for you?"
"Three Cubby Caps," Elle said, "but can I please have mine with skimmed milk?" She smiled.
“To easy,” he said and disappeared inside the café.
“So, how do you like the camp so far?” Jen asked. “It is so exciting that you are getting to experience what being an entrepreneur really is about at such a young age.”
“It's been really exciting! We had a class the first night about leadership and it was a scavenger hunt,” Charlotte said shyly.
“That is so much fun,” Suzie said, making Charlotte feel a little more comfortable.
“We started Foxy pretty young, too. We were students,” Jen said. “We were nineteen when we met each other, both starting University in Ontario, Canada,” Suzie continued.
The waiter came back with three cappuccinos, in regular sized teacups that looked like they were part of a princess tea party set.
“Aren’t they cute?” Jen gushed.
“We love this place, the branding is so great,” Suzie agreed. “It is supposed to resemble a child’s play house. That is what the name means.”
“Oh, now I get it.” Elle took a sip of her cubby cap.
“You have to remember that every aspect of your company has to match the personality of the brand,” Suzie agreed. “That is one of the reasons we come here, to get inspiration.”
Elle realized that she had forgotten the sweetener and plucked a splenda packet from the cup in the centre of the table.
“After we met, we found that we had a passion for jewelry,” Jen said.
“And we both had the idea that we wanted to be in business for ourselves,” Suzie added. “Within a week or two, we registered our name, Foxy Originals.” She handed each of us a business card.
"Wow, thanks so much," I said and slipped it inside my sketchbook for safekeeping.
“How did you pick the name?” Charlotte asked examining the card.
Elle took a sip of her cappuccino and smiled.
“We had a sleepover one night and went through the dictionary and chose one from that,” Jen said, taking a sip of her coffee.
“It is really cute,” I said, fondling my necklace.
“Thanks, it wasn’t all as fun as choosing a name. We also wrote a business plan, which was a detailed five-year plan. We had the basis for our company that we could follow and keep on track with our goals.” Suzie said with a serious look on her face.
I watched as Charlotte’s face mirrored Suzie’s.
“But don’t worry,” Jen said. “Writing a business plan isn’t as hard as you would think.”
Charlotte’s face softened to a small smile and she sipped her cappuccino slowly.
“Did you make the jewelry yourself?” I asked, twirling my finger around in the foam of my Cubby Cap, making rainbow swirls. I couldn't help but think how much Kandace would love this place.
“We sure did,” Jen said, looking over at Suzie. “Our first products were the floating bead necklaces which we handmade originally, with $900.00 in total on beads and tiger wire. We got a wholesale license to buy the product.”
“Remember how much time we spent making the jewelry with beads and wire by hand?” Jen reminded Suzie.
“Yes! And then we started to sell our jewelry on campus to our friends. And we took it to different stores,” Suzie added.
“That is amazing! Every girl in school must have loved you,” Elle gushed.
Jen and Suzie both giggled.
“Before we knew it, we had come up with another idea for a new type of jewelry,” Suzie said.
“We tried a few pieces using Suzie’s parents’ metal manufacturing company,” Jen added, “and this helped us quite a bit.”
“We made a few different styles of metal necklaces and two of the three styles were reversible, so there were two different styles and colours on both sides of the metal.”
She pointed to necklaces that we were wearing. Elle smiled and posed, lifting her necklace away from her chest, while gazing up fluttering her eyelashes.
“That is when we started designing our core business and that was the reversible metal necklaces.”
“We design two collections a year, fall, winter and spring summer. Right now, we are working on our summer collection,” Suzie said, pointing to a few black and white pencil sketches she had in front of her.
“I was so excited when I saw your sketch books,” I said pulling out my own. “I draw, too.”
“That is a fantastic skill to have, Madison,” Susie said. “You can use it for anything in life, especially for coming up with product designs for your own business someday.”
“It is nice that you have the time to get away from work and come out here, to come up with new ideas,” Elle said.
“You got it, Elle,” Jen remarked. “You have to hire people that you feel are as good or better than you at doing a specific job and trust that they are going to do well in that role to help your business grow. This way, you are not stretched too thinly and can oversee everything on a grand scale.”
“That is why we are able to travel the world to work on new collections and when we get back to the office next week, our business should be doing well, if not better, than it was before we left,” said Jen.
“Wow, I would love to have your life,” Charlotte sighed
.
“It is pretty great,” Suzie said.
Jen nodded in agreement.
“Excuse me, but I have to use the bathroom,” Elle said.
Charlotte and I knew she wanted to fix her makeup, as she was very particular about it being perfect.
The waiter came out to see if we were finished with our drinks, Elle winking at him as they passed each other.
“Separate bills, please,” I said to him.
“Thanks so much for your time,” Charlotte said. “We really had fun talking to you.”
Once Elle shuffled back from the restroom, she told us that Marlon was waiting outside the café. We gave Jen and Suzie a big hug and departed.
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