

I cannot recommend this one enough, it was incredibly inspiring. I will caveat that working for a bank and having been a consultant for a clearing firm in the past this was especially interesting for me, but given what I mention above this will be captivating for anyone to read and the author explains any trading concepts necessary so it does not get too technical at all. I listened to this via audio, the author read it herself, and I devoured this in one sitting, it was absolutely riveting. It was also fascinating to hear how on top of that she dealt with an extremely toxic work environment where women were few and far between, especially black women, and the environments were male locker rooms on steroids to put it mildly, and HR complaints were nonexistent or not even contemplated. We all have to know our strengths, and she certainly knows hers, but this is not an easy job, in fact it is not meant for most, and it was a joy to hear how she dealt with learning how Wall Street worked and owned it to become an extremely successful stockbroker. What an amazing memoir! I always love books where the author has an impossibly tough background to overcome and yet somehow does, and Cin Fabré not only has one of the roughest, hardest backgrounds I’ve read about in a while and yet she not only overcomes that but decides to keep going and take on a job cold calling for trades at a Wall Street brokerage and kills it. She also discloses the excesses she took part in on 1990s Wall Street―the strip clubs, the Hamptons parties, the Gucci shopping sprees―while reveling in the thrill of making money.įrom landing clients worth hundreds of millions to gaining, losing, then gaining back fortunes in seconds, Cin examines her years spent trading frantically and hustling successfully, grappling with what it takes to build a rich life, and, ultimately, beating Wall Street at its own game. Pulling back the curtain on the inequities she and so many others faced, Wolf Hustle reveals how Cin worked grueling hours, ascending from cold caller to stockbroker, becoming the only Black woman to do so at her firm. But she felt the pull of profit and knew she would do whatever she had to do to be successful. She was shocked to find an army of young workers, mostly Black and Brown, with no real prospects for promotion sitting at phones doing the drudge work of finding investment leads for white male brokers. Through a tip from a friend, Cin pushed her way into brokerage firm VTR Capital―an offshoot of Stratton Oakmont, the company where the Wolf of Wall Street, Jordan Belfort, had reigned.



But she learned how to hustle from her immigrant parents, saving money so that one day she could escape her abusive father and poverty in the Bronx. Growing up, Cin Fabré didn’t know anything about the stock market. From the South Bronx projects to the boardroom―at only nineteen years old, Cin Fabré ran with the wolves of Wall Street.
