The beautician in New York, the market vendor in Colombia, the farmer in Vietnam, the seamstress in Kyrgyzstan, the entrepreneur in Cambodia, the biologist in Costa Rica, the director in Georgia, and the teacher in Kosovo. Eight women with one thing in common: they work outside their homes and through that, keep their families alive. And yet, their voices fade into the noise of this world.

Our guest author met them during her year-long journey around the globe in their living rooms, at their workplaces and asked: Why do you do what you do? And what are your dreams?

«I had my whole life mapped out.» As a teenager, Autumn Phyall (28) had a plan. New York was the dream for the young woman from California. Investigative journalism was her goal. The big city – the Big Apple – has been her home for four years now. But her career plans didn’t work out.

Autumn Phyall, Beautician, New York, USA
I don’t live my life on regrets.

There’s a trace of bitterness in her voice – a quiet echo of dreams that have faded. But she insists she has no regrets: «I don’t live my life on regrets.» It’s a sentiment that feels distinctly American. Problems and hardships rarely make it into conversation. Instead, people tend to paint idyllic pictures of their lives – in soft pastels, without sharp edges, wrapped in hopeful phrases. A façade that Phyall, too, has carefully built and perfected over the years.

«That’s life in New York City.»

She takes a sip of iced coffee. At the Privilege Beauty Bar nail salon in Brooklyn, New York, she’s carefully filing a customer’s nails. For a little over six months now, this salon in a Brooklyn neighborhood has been her workplace – six days a week, sometimes seven. Up to 13 hours a day. Her boss, Jeanel, is no exception. «That’s life in New York City. It’s all about being able to pay the bills.»


Phyall enjoys being a nail technician, hairstylist, makeup artist, and advisor all in one. She spends more time in the beauty salon than she does at home with her daughter. Behind her workstation, she’s installed shelves, carefully numbered the nail polish bottles, and sorted them by color: burgundy, cherry red, forest green, ivory. In the drawer beneath, her tools are lined up: a file, brushes, acrylic powder. She reaches for them with practiced ease, without even looking.

But it could just as easily be syringes, bandages, a stethoscope, or a blood pressure cuff. After high school, Phyall began training to become a nurse in California – until an unexpected pregnancy changed everything. After that, she no longer had the time or money to continue.

A small fortune for a piece of paper.


In New York, Phyall began saving for beauty school. She spent eight months learning various techniques. The diploma cost her $9,000. «I’m not sure it was worth it. I could’ve learned all of this on YouTube,» she says. But the certificate was necessary to get her license as a beautician – a license that could one day allow her to open her own salon. That’s her new dream. «No, you don’t want that,» says Jeanel, rolling her eyes. «Yes, I do. I just want to own it – not necessarily run it,» Phyall replies, grinning and winking at her colleague and boss.

Autumn Phyall, Beautician, New York, USA
I paid $9,000 for my diploma. I’m not sure it was worth it. I could’ve learned everything on YouTube.


Phyall’s daughter, Taylor, is six years old. «There’s so much happening in her life right now. She’s growing, becoming more independent, learning new things. I want to be part of that,» Phyall says. As a single working mother, balancing family and work isn’t easy. She gets support from friends – other moms – while her own family lives in California, as does Taylor’s father. «We were high school sweethearts,» she says. After graduation, they moved in together. He bought her a car, their daughter was born. «He tries to be a good dad – I’ll give him that. He’s always been a great person, just not a great partner for me.»

Phyall moved to New York for another man. That relationship ended too. «We’re just at different points in life,» she says vaguely. They still share the apartment, but she hopes to move out with her daughter soon. Where to? She’s not sure yet. She recently submitted an application for a housing program. In the U.S., people with low income, disabilities, or seniors can apply for government-supported housing. In the first phase, she and her daughter would live in a furnished temporary apartment – a shelter – before Phyall could search for a place of her own. The state helps cover rent and furnishing costs.

Autumn Phyall, Beautician, New York, USA
Sometimes I don’t know how I’m still here. It’s been a tough few weeks, maybe even months.


Just one of over a million

When Phyall talks about her future home, she sticks to the facts. She explains how the system works – technical, abstract. You can hear both gratitude and resignation in her voice. It’s easier for her to talk about food stamps. Both Jeanel and Phyall say almost everyone they know relies on this kind of support. Recent data shows that in 2023, 14.3 percent of people in the state of New York received food stamps – over a million households. Only California and Texas reported higher numbers.

For a brief moment, Phyall lets her guard down. She admits that things are really hard right now – being a mother, going through a breakup, starting a new job.
«Sometimes I don’t know how I’m still here,» she says. It has been a tough few weeks, maybe even months.



The facade cracks but only for a moment

«Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and just walk around my apartment,» Phyall says. «I get into my head a lot.» She means she often can’t stop overthinking. Her goal is more self-care – taking better care of herself. «A lot of people think that means having nice nails and hair. I’ve got that. But it’s not that simple.» Maybe she’ll start journaling again. Only recently, she realized there’s still a lot of childhood trauma inside her. «I think I need therapy.»

Autumn Phyall sits up straight again, shoulders back, chest lifted – as if she’s not just correcting her posture but realigning her whole life. «But nothing I can’t handle.» The facade is back.


About the author: Silvana Schreier is an editor at the regional newspaper bz – Zeitung für die Region Basel. During her travels, she worked as a freelance journalist. She lives in Olten.