Aesthetically Pleasing: How I Bet on Myself, Followed my Dream, and Built my Tiny Empire (on my own)
- Karen Angus
- Mar 12
- 2 min read
Updated: Mar 14

There's something powerful about finally betting on yourself—not because it's easy, not because the timing is perfect, but because you can't ignore the pull anymore.
For years, I balanced everything. A demanding full-time job. Two teenagers, each with their storms. A (lovely) husband who—let's be honest—was in the middle of a full-scale midlife reinvention. And yet, when everyone else was asleep, I studied.
Not for a promotion. Not for a "safer" career. But for something I wanted.
Late nights pouring over techniques and early mornings refining my vision. Weekends spent on courses when rest would've been more straightforward. I followed my dream. Relentlessly.
And now, I have my own space. It's called Karen Angus Aesthetics (I agree, brilliant name;)
It's not a massive clinic with neon signs and endless staff. It's one room, one day a week, inside ORU Sutton. But it's mine. The first step was something that, deep down, I always knew was meant to be more significant.
Why does this matter? Because too many of us wait until things are "perfect" before we start. Because too many dreams get buried under responsibility, self-doubt, and the fear of "what if it doesn't work?"
I didn't wait. I built it—slowly, relentlessly, without ever knowing if the moment would come. And now, it has. Not because everything aligned perfectly but because I moved anyway.
This isn't just about opening a business. It's about choosing to feel good, taking care of yourself, and stopping apologising for wanting something more. And if part of that means a little injection here and there, smoothing a wrinkle, restoring a glow—so be it. No guilt. No judgment. Just flawless skin. 😉
If you've ever thought about it but hesitated, book an appointment with me, not just for the treatment—but for the reminder that investing in yourself isn't selfish. It's necessary.
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