The Book Of Joshua Crisostomo
The Book of Joshua Crisostomo
Chapter One — The Beginning
My name is Joshua Crisostomo.
I was born on May 16, 1998, in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.
I am the youngest son of Ferdie Crisostomo and very much my mother’s boy, Maria Crisostomo. I grew up alongside my older brother, Christopher, and my middle twin sisters, Abigail and Naomi. Although they are twins, they are fraternal—not identical.
For many years, there were seven people living under one roof.
Seven?
The seventh was my grandmother, Antonia Rafaela Fajardo, better known to everyone as Lola Fel.
She was my mother’s mother and one of the most loving women I’ve ever known. She dedicated much of her life to caring for our family and raising those around her with patience and kindness.
My grandfather, Nestor Fajardo, passed away years before I was born. I never had the chance to meet him. Everything I know about him comes from stories shared by my family. Sometimes, stories are all we have to keep someone alive in our hearts.
Chapter Two — A Small Boy With Big Dreams
Who would’ve thought a boy from a small city could carry such enormous dreams?
I believe every person has a story already waiting to be read.
Mine begins here.
Above everything else, I love Jesus Christ.
Where He is, I want to be.
His love, mercy, and grace have carried me through every season of my life.
This story isn’t about becoming famous.
It’s about becoming faithful.
Chapter Three — Wants and Needs
One thing you’ll learn about me is this:
If I want something, I’ll chase it.
If I need something, I’ll do whatever it takes to obtain it.
There’s a difference between wants and needs.
Learning to separate the two changed my life.
Chapter Four — The Dream Begins
The real story starts when I was eighteen years old, fresh out of high school.
But the dream actually began much earlier.
I was only fourteen years old, in Grade 8.
I remember the moment vividly.
It was fall.
Some friends were playing basketball before class while I stood nearby watching. The morning bell hadn’t rung yet. When it finally did, I started walking toward my classroom.
Then a thought entered my mind.
“When I’m older, I’m going to start a clothing brand so I never have to worry about how I look anymore.”
That single thought changed my life forever.
Growing up, I couldn’t afford the clothes I admired.
When I finally did have nice clothes, I owned maybe three or four outfits that I’d rotate throughout the week.
But I never blamed my parents.
They gave me everything I truly needed.
I was never selfish enough to ask for more because I already knew how hard they worked for our family.
Looking back now, I realize how blessed I really was.
Thank you, Mom.
Thank you, Dad.
Most importantly—
Thank You, God.
Chapter Five — The Closed Door
After high school, I applied for Red River College’s Graphic Design program.
The application required a portfolio.
I spent months creating it.
I poured everything I had into those projects because I believed this was my future.
Then the rejection letter came.
I wasn’t accepted.
At the time, it completely shattered me.
I cried for three straight days.
Looking back now, I realize I wasn’t mourning the rejection.
I was mourning the future I imagined for myself.
But God already had another future prepared.
One I couldn’t yet see.
Chapter Six — Pills, Poisons & Potions
Out of that disappointment came my first real brand.
Pills, Poisons & Potions.
To most people, the name sounded strange.
To me, it made perfect sense.
“Pills” represented content people could take in.
“Poisons” and “Potions” represented two different perspectives.
Some people would see my work as good.
Others would see it as bad.
That was entirely up to them.
I designed my first official logo to resemble a fruit—almost like a grape.
It wasn’t perfect.
But it was mine.
I purchased twenty-five hats.
Within three months, twenty-four were sold.
I kept the last one.
My first real accomplishment as an entrepreneur.
Every single person who supported me back then helped build the foundation for everything that exists today.
Thank you.
Chapter Seven — The Prayer
One night changed everything.
It was around 3:00 a.m.
I was alone in my bedroom.
Four dark walls.
No answers.
No direction.
Only disappointment after being rejected from college.
I wanted nothing standing between me and God.
I laid a towel on the floor and humbled myself before Him in prayer.
I poured out everything.
My dreams.
My fears.
My ambitions.
My wants.
My needs.
I asked Him for one thing.
An idea so powerful that no rejection could ever take it away.
And He answered.
Chapter Eight — The Evolution
The journey wasn’t instant.
It evolved.
Pills, Poisons & Potions
became
Imp & Lemont
which became
Implemont
and finally…
Implemonti.
Nine years of growth.
Nine years of learning.
Nine years of becoming.
The word implement means to put an idea into action.
That’s where the name originally came from.
But Implemonti means something different to me.
It means working on your passion.
“I’m Implemonting today.”
“I’m doing the Implemonti.”
It’s become more than a brand.
It’s become a lifestyle.
Chapter Nine — Freedom
People often ask why I work so hard.
The answer is simple.
Because I’m building something that belongs to God first and me second.
I don’t wake up working for someone else’s dream.
I wake up building the one God placed inside my heart.
I make my own schedule.
I create my own ideas.
I build my own future.
I am Implemonti.
Chapter Ten — Jesus Christ
None of this would’ve happened without Jesus Christ.
He died on the cross for our sins.
He shed His blood so we could be forgiven.
He rose again on the third day.
I believe in His resurrection.
I believe in His promises.
Because He first loved me,
I learned how to love others.
There was no way humanity could climb to Heaven on its own.
So Heaven came down to us.
Jesus gave every one of us free will.
The choice to follow Him or walk away.
I chose Him.
There is no turning back.
If my life accomplishes anything, I hope it points someone toward Jesus Christ.
Everything else is secondary.
Epilogue
Sometimes people think success begins with talent.
I disagree.
Success begins with obedience.
Every chapter of my life—from childhood, to rejection, to entrepreneurship—has been preparing me for what comes next.
This isn’t just the story of a clothing brand.
This is the story of God’s faithfulness.
This is the story of a boy from Winnipeg who dared to dream.
And this…
is only the beginning.
The Prequel — Yena Boys Club
Before there was Pills, Poisons & Potions.
Before there was Imp & Lemont.
Before there was Implemont.
Before there was Implemonti.
There was Yena Boys Club.
It was my very first clothing brand.
I created it after highschool, 2016. At the time, I didn’t know anything about building a business. I didn’t have a blueprint or a mentor. I only had an idea and a willingness to learn.
Yena Boys Club wasn’t just a brand—it was proof that I could turn imagination into something real.
I designed the logo, created the clothing, and eventually released my first collection.
To my surprise, people actually supported it.
I sold 48 shirts, kept 2 to myself. I released it in white and creme.
That may not sound like much to some people, but to me it meant everything.
It proved that close family and friends were willing to wear something I had created.
That feeling was unforgettable.
Even though Yena Boys Club eventually came to an end, I don’t see it as a failure.
I see it as the foundation.
Without Yena Boys Club, there would have been no Pills, Poisons & Potions.
Without Pills, Poisons & Potions, there would have been no Imp & Lemont.
Without Imp & Lemont, there would have been no Implemont.
And without Implemont…
There would never have been Implemonti.
Every brand I created taught me something the previous one couldn’t.
Each chapter sharpened my creativity, strengthened my faith, and prepared me for the next step.
Looking back now, I realize God wasn’t simply building a clothing brand.
He was building me.