Let’s quickly count the things Nancy Muthoni has done with her life. She has worked as a secretary in a bank, a manager at Diners Club International. She owned a salon, imported clothes. She started a fashion house in the early 90s that supplied uniforms to airlines, banks and hotels in Coast.
She made a boatful of money, travelled the world and bought a red BMW from a showroom in the UK on a moment of burning impulse. She has also been bankrupt a few times, had auctioneers come and sweep off everything from her house leaving only her wide-eyed children. She has been divorced. Then single-handedly raised two girls she is proud of. She is a grandmother to a boy she excessively calls “Sunshine,” — as only a grandmother would. She knows how it is to start again from the very bottom of despair. She started First Avenue, a real estate firm, at a time when you could count the women wearing hard hats. She started a property TV show even when people close to her said she quite didn’t have the voice for TV.
