We’re looking forward to introducing you to Miosotty Ortega Cruz. Check out our conversation below.
Good morning Miosotty , we’re so happy to have you here with us and we’d love to explore your story and how you think about life and legacy and so much more. So let’s start with a question we often ask: What battle are you avoiding?
The mornings are busy—three kids, three different schedules, and a life that doesn’t wait for anyone to catch up. I move with intention now. Every step has purpose, every decision weighed against the future I’m building for them and for myself.
There was a time when I lived by reaction, not direction. Now, everything is strategy. My circle is smaller, my goals sharper, my focus unbreakable. I learned the hard way what happens when you lose control of your own story—so I took the pen back.
Coming home wasn’t about chasing what I lost. It was about constructing something stronger—something that can’t be shaken by judgment, rejection, or reminders of who I used to be. I don’t hide from my past, but I don’t live there either. The lessons are cement, not chains.
As a mother, I lead by example. My children see what resilience looks like in real time: a woman who refuses to let circumstances dictate her worth. They see that discipline is love, and that growth isn’t comfortable—but it’s necessary.
I don’t wait for doors to open anymore. I build my own. My path isn’t about reentry—it’s about reinvention. And every day I move forward, tunnel vision locked, I’m reminded: freedom isn’t given. It’s claimed.
Can you briefly introduce yourself and share what makes you or your brand unique?
Who I am today!
I am a mother, a creator, a woman who refuses to be defined by anyone’s label. I build my own doors and walk through them with purpose, discipline, and relentless focus. Art is my language—whether it’s the polish on a nail, a stroke of paint, or words on a page—and it never feels like work. I’ve learned to give without bleeding, to trust without compromise, and to turn every loss, every challenge, into fuel. I’ve lived a thousand lifetimes in one body, and every scar, every lesson, has made me unshakable. I don’t just survive—I rise, I create, I command my future.
Appreciate your sharing that. Let’s talk about your life, growing up and some of topics and learnings around that. What breaks the bonds between people—and what restores them?
Bonds break when trust is tested and assumptions are made. I’ve faced that and more, and I chose presence, purpose, and action over blame. I don’t dwell on what was taken from me—I focus on what I build every day. Love, connection, and loyalty are earned, protected, and reclaimed.
They restore in trust, in presence, in small acts that show care. In a manicure chair, that trust is tangible: a client shares a story, a worry, a piece of themselves, and a nail technician listens, creates, and holds that vulnerability with respect. As a manicurist patience is assessed, connections are repaired, confidence is rebuilt, and bonds quietly strengthen—one careful polish stroke at a time.
That’s how bonds are restored. That’s how I move forward.
Was there ever a time you almost gave up?
Yes. The experience of ten minutes on the phone with my children—ten minutes that stretched like hours. I clutched their voices, memorized every word, every laugh, every pause I couldn’t answer. Emails stacked up, school notices went unanswered, deadlines waited, grief pressed against my chest like weight I couldn’t shift. Sometimes I didn’t call at all. It felt like losing my grip, like the life I built was slipping through my hands. Still, even a flicker of hope—the smallest spark—kept me moving, kept me planning, kept me focused on the home and children I was determined to return to.
Did I ever give up? Not truly. Some days, I shift between the mental life I carry and the actual life I live—the one shaped by choices, consequences, and a past that’s both private and public record. Holding that truth is heavy, but it doesn’t break me. It sharpens my focus, fuels my purpose, and drives me forward every single day. The attention to detail in every manicure somehow makes me feel internally alive, as if there is purpose in my craft, blessed to express myself as an artist.
So a lot of these questions go deep, but if you are open to it, we’ve got a few more questions that we’d love to get your take on. Is the public version of you the real you?
The public version of me is a fragment, polished for the world. It’s disciplined, purposeful, and in control—but it’s not everything I am. The real me lives in the quiet moments: the resilience forged in loss, the creativity that refuses to be tamed, the love I carry for my children, the lessons learned in the spaces where no one is watching. That me is unfiltered, unshakable, and unapologetically whole.
Thank you so much for all of your openness so far. Maybe we can close with a future oriented question. Could you give everything your best, even if no one ever praised you for it?
I’ve learned to give my best even when no one is watching, even when praise doesn’t come. Excellence isn’t about recognition—it’s about integrity, discipline, and self-respect. The work I put in, the love I show, the standards I hold myself to—they are proof of who I am, not what the world says I am.
Contact Info:
- Instagram: Miosotty.Ortega
Image Credits
Photos of self by: (IG:citygirllens)
Photos of nail work: self
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