The crappiest job I had? Scrubbing ring-around-the-collar off of men's dress shirts - then separating them by starch level – in the back of a dry cleaner.

Sitting on the internet many a late night, I start getting Myspace friend requests from eBay sellers promoting their vintage auctions. I decide that I can do that too, quit the job, and Nasty Gal was born.

The first vintage I listed for auction didn't sell. I was determined not to work for anyone else, so I kept going. I learned, iterated, and shoppers started taking notice.

Nasty Gal is valued at $350 million. We hire 100 people in a year, build out 40,000 square feet of office space, and plow money into growth.

#GIRLBOSS spends 18 weeks on the New York Times Bestseller List, sells 500,000 copies. People call it a movement.

We open two stores, one in Hollywood and one in Santa Monica. We're killing it, but behind the scenes things aren't so rosy

We struggle to hit the billion-dollar revenue mark that investors expect. Raising money becomes impossible. We're no longer profitable.

Charlize Theron somehow winds up with a copy of the book, gets in touch with me, and the next thing I know we've sold it to Netflix.

We host conferences in Los Angeles and New York, have a podcast network, newsletter, and launch our own social network, dubbed the "Linkedin for women."

I pour all I know into Business Class, a membership-based digital entrepreneurship community and course with eight hours of video lessons and a community of over 3,500 founders.

I call it Trust Fund and raise $5.5 million from Marc Andreessen, Jason Calacnis, David Sacks, Andrew Chen, Jeff Jordan, and Paris Hilton.