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The Real Deal



             ahhing about the price, I’d be willing to negotiate, but for Aisha
             what it said on the ticket was what the customer ought to pay.
                There were a couple of times when we just couldn’t agree, so I
             took her out for dinner and said: ‘Look, every time I say black you
             say white. This is never going to work. We need to have some
             parameters, so let’s agree what we’re both good at.’
                We took out a piece of paper and made two columns – A and J.
             In Aisha’s column were all the things she was good at, like design,
             knowledge of trends, merchandising, dressing the shop; and in my
             column was all the stuff I was going to deal with, like rent,
             overheads, cash flow, banking. We agreed that she could have an
             opinion about how I ran the finances but nothing would be her
             decision, and I could have an opinion on whether she bought a
             certain range or not, but those things would ultimately be her
             decision. We had quite a formal, serious debate about what each
             of us would do, and after that the business started to find its feet.
                I had wanted to start a business all my life, and, although this
             was Aisha’s boutique, it was our business. We learned so much in
             those early days; whether it was hiring an accountant or handling
             cash flow, I was building on the skills I had picked up at my dad’s
             side. We hadn’t written a business plan for the House of Aisha,
             and if we had it would have been utterly useless because there were
             so many things that we just couldn’t have anticipated. I never
             would have imagined that there would be days when we took no
             money at all, or that there would be weeks when the takings didn’t
             cover the rent. I was learning what a responsibility running a
             business is and that ultimately the buck stopped with me.
                We were married on New Year’s Day 1983 in Regent’s Park
             mosque, just four days after my twenty-second birthday. It was a
             fairly traditional wedding, and a lot of the rituals were unfamiliar
             to me, so I basically did what my mum told me to do! For instance,
             I was told it’s traditional for the groom to buy the bride’s sisters’
             outfits for the wedding, so that’s what I did. It was oddly daunting




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