Blushed Designs Co Novels & Stories

“Your outfit. It’s a bit plain, don’t you think?” “Oh,” he looked at his plain white hoodie in comparism to the glamorous outfits everyone around him seemed to have on. “I guess.” “Do you mind getting splattered?” he was replied to with a smile. “With paint. Your hoodie’s white so it’ll be gorgeous.” He looked up to see a couple holding different colours of paint buckets and a light brush. They smiled at him in obvious anticipation of his positive answer. “Yes,” Alex nodded, excitedly, surprising himself. “I’d love to.”

“Even if it’s messy.” I didn’t answer, all I could think about was a canvas. Dark blues. Muted reds. A girl curled into herself like she was trying not to exist too loudly. All messy but true. I exhaled slowly, eyes fixed ahead as the lecture hall doors came into view. “…We’re going to be late,” I said.

She noticed the newly launched Blossom shop, blossom has not had any shops in the past and has been designing solely for private individuals and companies. Her designs are sold in high-end shops and everyone is eager and always waiting for her very next design after a release. Before Ariel could react her mother-in-law dragged her into the shop, it had wedding dresses of all kinds and magnitude displayed perfectly, every color, for bridesmaids and groom as well, the dresses were more than magnificent.

She should have listened to her father and not come for this damned meeting. "Does that mean, Miss Hills, you stole this design from Velvet Vixen?" Mr Blackwood raised his brows. "Of course not! She probably stole it from mine." Stella shot. "Probably?" The woman who had spoken before asked and Stella bit her lips. "Everyone can see here that Alexandra's own is more defined and more beautiful than yours, Miss Hills." Cassidy said and pursed her lips thoughtfully, "Isn't this what have been happening for a while? I always thought Velvet Vixen and SH Apparels had the same style of designs. Oh my, someone would think SH Apparels was a branch under Velvet Vixen." She mocked and everyone laughed

She giggled. This bitch! "Yeah... Yeah." An awkward silence passed through. "So which did you pick so I'll get in touch with the designer." "Well, I ended up with the ashes, I mean grey!" "Grey?" Her tone lowered. "That's great. That's a really excellent colour. I mean It doesn't usually scream the usual Steele profound exquisite but it's okay." "O- Kay..." "Yes, it'll look good, I bet. It had a satisfying sharp dullness around it. Magenta, on the other hand, does scream a kind of calm luxury. Unique and unthinkable. Grey would do that too," I could almost see her shrugging as she said that.

Even after getting into the car, Haley's excitement had not faded. Shane looked at her with amusement. "Are you really that happy?" "Of course! Morning Dew Design Co. is an amazing fashion company. I believe that a collaboration will take JY to new heights," Haley replied, her face glowing with enthusiasm.

Tania asks. I shrug. “He’s my boss, I just do my job,” I reply carefully and slide the paper bag toward her. “You can have a look at some of these designs, ma'am.” She eagerly opens the bag, bringing out the contents one after the other. There are Images of fabric swatches, texture boards, color palettes, and small décor accents. Her face lights up immediately. “Oh my! I want my place to look exactly like this,” Tania exclaims, pointing to one of the designs I worked on, alongside Denzel Fulton’s company.

Lucas said. The firms whose names I will reveal will be disqualified for stealing other people's concepts. Here's the rundown... "They heard the host introduce Style Trend Co., Brand Clothing Line, and La Bella Fashion Thread Co. "WHAT?!?!?" they all exclaim incredulously. While her designers were all arguing on the television, Bella composed her stance and stayed cool. Her gaze was fixed on the screen as they unveiled each design. One of the designs has caught her eye. A new company's design has submitted the identical design as theirs.

Another would look laid-back, formal, fun or whimsical. Some designers included paintings as shirts or dresses. Others would use colorful patterns that would clash together. There were others who used only white, tulle, or velvet. On the opposite corner, the designer used animal prints in her designs. If one would look, it was as if he’s around the animals in the jungle. She was by herself, trying to promote her own brand, Chantal. With their company in big trouble, Chantal tried hard to be part of the list of participants.

A few days later . . . Bruce stopped by Coco Blanchet’s fashion design offices to see Joanna. She was surprised, yet happy to see him. “You’ve never been here before. What do you think of my office?” Bruce looked around at the beige walls and easel like desk on the side of the room, the regular brown desk at the back of the room, the large window looking out at the city, the thick rose colored carpet, rows of fabric on a shelf, and three partial mannequins. “It looks like you do a lot of work here as well as at home.”