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“Perfect, because our market analysis shows a demand for smart budget living, especially around Kilimani and Westlands. But people also want character. That nostalgic feel. Not soulless boxes.” Elizabeth, calm and always calculated, tapped her stylus on her tablet. “Budget-wise, blending both styles will push construction costs, especially for detailing, but we can offset that with long-term leasing strategies. If we patent the blend style under Crownstar’s signature, it can even become a high-end brand line.”

I sheepishly put down the sketchpad. “It’s just a thought,” I said, suddenly feeling very unconfident. “It’s brilliant!” Stella exclaimed. “I love it,” Brin added. “We could have some base pieces, and a whole assortment of add-ons to reflect a woman’s individual style. It’s great,” Lisa smiled. “Really?” I asked. “YES!” Stella said, slamming her hands down on the desk for emphasis. “This is it! This is what we’ve been looking for. Clothing for powerful women. The power is in the choices!’

“And I want you to create it.” My eyebrows went up in surprise. Brandon asking for my designs on purpose? That was weird especially with all the other good designers in the city. “I'm flattered.” I said carefully “but I'm sure there are other designers who would be just as good.” “Good I agree.” Brandon said. “But I want your ideas Logan. You're great at making things exciting and you know how to mix old and new styles. That's exactly what I need for this event.” “Okay.” I said slowly “I'm listening. What are the rules?

Perhaps he was, as I suspected he just wanted to hurry up and get this over with so we could start beating the game. “I know that the wedding armor is unique to the player, depending on their character, but this armor wasn’t listed in the diverse types of wedding gear. Why is our outfit vastly different from what others can get? Also, shouldn’t there be an option to change the color?” Before answering, he let out a long sigh. “I designed these myself. Also, no one knows I designed them, so I won’t need to worry about being spotted. Since I designed them, I didn’t see the need to change anything, like the color. If you don’t like it, you can always change it into something else. The quality i

Hesper rubbed her stinging eyes and carefully lifted the dress on the desk. There had always been a unique competitive relationship between every single designer in Eustoma. Because private customization could never compete with companies that mass-produced fashion-related clothing and accessories, the demand was rather small, so the opportunity would only fall into the hands of those who fought for it. Therefore, the studio had come up with an auction-like procedure for its employees to bid for the projects.

by looking at her smile anyone can do anything I told her to complete remaining work she started doing till today I did what I like but first time I'm doing what others like so let's know what girls like I called "lamb" she looked at me I asked "what kind of things girls prefer in clothing I mean style and color" she replied "some girls loves bold, some girls like princess style, some girls go for ordinary things mostly bold and princess style is most selected options" I nodded my head and said "be ready to design those" she said "demon boss think again na because I'm totally new I do for fun designs but how come I can stitch for contest" I replied "I believe in you" she nodded her head and

"I am watching you working on this project for a few days. I don't have experience or anything but I have just come up with an idea. I don't know you people will like it or not" "Your idea is welcome. You can share without any hesitation" Akshat said. "We can design dresses with a blend of western and our culture. I mean as Sir is tensed about the last year's stock and we are already running low on resources. So we can redesign them by giving them a modern touch in this way we would save the fabric and our stocks would be utilized too" There was a silence for a minute. Both of them were looking at me with an open mouth. I shut my mouth losing all the confidence. Why I opened my mouth in the

“What color do you have available right now?” “White is fine,” Adley cited. “We have blue, pink, yellow, and white.” “Choose the band design, baby.” She was just staring at the samples for the whole minute. “You can design them yourself if you want a customized one.” “Yes, we accept customization,” Coste agreed with me. She picked up a petite twisted with stones on a strand. “This one.”

~Diana~ I and the ladies laugh, Anita told us how her granddaughter make up her husband and he looked like a clown. "Oh my," I chuckled. Even tho she and I are best friends I envy her so much, her son gives her and granddaughter and have another one on the way when my stupid son doesn't even look at a woman or ever thought of having children, I know I should have had more children, even if I couldn't I should have adopted at least one are two.

“Now, what did I miss?” Her eyes light up, and we’re back into the familiar rhythm, sliding into work mode. It’s exactly what I need. Today, we’re brainstorming ideas for a new collection—something that can be mass-produced but still has that distinctive, personal touch that’s so ‘us.’ I grab my sketchpad, flipping to a fresh page, and start drawing some initial ideas. I let my mind wander over different textures, metals, colors. What would feel both stylish and accessible? What would people actually wear every day? Stevie leans over my shoulder, nodding as I start roughing out a few ideas. “That’s nice,” she says, tapping her finger thoughtfully. “But maybe add a little extra something, lik