#GIRLBOSS ( PDFDrive )

If I’m being totally honest here—and that’s what I’m being here, totally
honest—Nasty Gal started because I had a hernia. I was living in San
Francisco, jobless, when I suddenly discovered that I had a hernia in my
groin. I wore a lot of supertight pants at the time, and the hernia was
visible even when I had clothes on, with a little bump sticking out like
“boop.” One time I even shaved off all my pubic hair, except for the hair
that covered the bump. Clearly, I did not give a fuck. But all joking aside, I
knew that the hernia was a medical condition that required treatment, and
that to get treatment I would need health insurance. To get health
insurance, I would need a job. A real one.
Where it all began: An art school lobby, a UFO haircut, and an Internet
connection.
I found one checking IDs in the lobby of an art school and started to
put in the ninety days that were required as a waiting period before the
job’s benefits kicked in. As you can probably imagine, checking IDs
wasn’t the most stimulating job, so I had a lot of time to fuck around on
the Internet. MySpace ruled in those days (I went by the username