Wow, Guess Where Am I?

Naomi's POV

The day of the event has finally come. Everyone is so busy, pacing back and forth, here and there, papers on their hands, rushing footsteps, sometimes running, clothes are everywhere and so are the materials to make all the designs I created.

"Ms. Kim, a little help here?" Marian asked, one of the designers like me but since she wasn't the one on the list, she was instructed to help the production staff to prepare all the models and the clothes they were going to wear in the runway.

"Yes, what is it?" I asked as I approached her.

"So this one, I don't know where it does belong, was it on the upper or lower waist?" She asked, holding a fabric belt.

"This will go here." I told her and wrapped it around the guy model. "I think it's better if we don't tie it, just let it down."

"Much better, thank you." Marian said, offering me a smile.

"Ms. Kim? We'll start within five minutes." Chantelle said, her head peeking from the curtain and behind it, all the CEO's of other compani