Chapter 66 Charmine was only able to offer a small yet bitter smile; this would not have happened had she came in much earlier. As a result, she was stuck with the Ruby Red collection, and she felt rather vexed as Tiffany snagged the Avocado Green collection. To be involved in a showdown with this kind of person was a drag, through and through.
The manager and his assistants could almost taste the hostility in the air, but none of them dared to ask too many questions. Since this was a showdown, it was expected that these two would have some sort of tension. As long as the magazine shoot turned out fine âthat the hype and popularity of both collections were high enough and the sales of the Guci products did wellâthey were not concerned.
Charmine was done with her makeup when an assistant pushed out a rack of clothes toward her.
âMs. Charmine, these will be your outfits for today.
The plan is to start with thirty-two sets of individual portrait shots before we move on to take a joint portrait with Ms. Tiffany for the cover photo.â
Charmineâs gaze swept over the rack. Every piece of clothing was a vibrant red, all in various styles. There were long skirts, short skirts, dress suits, and jumpsuits.
While the designs looked rather decent, the color on these clothes would make anyone feel hot and uncomfortable on a hot summerâs day. Charmineâs face was passive and stoic as she carried a set of clothes into the changing room.
At that moment, Tiffany had already changed into her outfit and walked out of the changing room. She was wearing an avocado green mini dress, the sleeves of the same color in a chiffon design. Tiffany looked extremely refreshing and matched with a top-knot bun, the dress made her look youthful and innocentlike.
Even the designer praised her, saying, âThe number one top model is truly the number one top model. The soul of the dress is perfectly interpreted!â
As soon as Charmine walked out of the changing room, however, the once cheerful atmosphere soured a little as they had a small frown on their faces. It was because of the outfit; a chiffon jacket with its longsleeved design paired with wide-legged trousers that were long enough to cover the heels. Even though the outfit was made out of a thin and light fabric, it looked hot and stuffy.
With a frown, the head designer scoffed, âI donât know who decided to design a red collection for the summer collection. Itâs a waste of Guciâs resources.â
His co-worker did not respond but sighed deeply instead. In her opinion, summer was not merely refreshing but also fiery and vibrant. It was a shame she had forgotten that the warmth of the red color would create a sense of heat and stuffiness.
Tiffany glanced at Charmine, and her eyes twinkled.
The Ruby Red collection was more suitable for an autumn release. Alas, it was slated for summerâs release; no one would buy i t even if Charmine looked good in the photoshoots.
Tiffany sweetly said, âSister, Iâm going ahead with my shoot. All the best with yours!â All the best with looking ridiculous; that was what Tiffany meant.
Charmine ignored her and walked toward the photographer.
Designer Bmitey followed her and anxiously asked, âThis collection might cause trouble for you. Are you sure you donât mind it?â
âWe havenât even started yet. Are you that certain weâd lose? A designer that isnât confident in her designs canât be a good designer,â came Charmineâs confident reply.
Glancing at herself in the mirror, Charmine thought her designs were rather excellent. The workmanship was excellent, and the material was of superb quality.
When she walked in it, it looked very elegant and even gave a pleasantly resplendent feeling.
Furthermore, the sleeves were edged with delicate see-through lace, and i t subtly revealed the personâs arms. It looked refreshingly unique.
Something was missing, though...
âI can help you if you want to win, but Iâll need you to make some alterations to these clothes.â Once she finished speaking, Charmine picked up the scissors beside her and started snipping away.
The entire photoshoot team was wide-eyed with shock, especially designer Bmitey! She felt like her heart was breaking into pieces. Those were the clothes she slaved over to create. Each piece was a result of her blood, sweat, and tears, yet here Charmine wasâcutting them!