Ethiopian Traditional Clothes Price Novels & Stories

Paxton asked, "Ms. Shenton, TYC has only been founded for two months, yet its current sales revenue has far surpassed MK. How do you feel about that?" Caroline replied, "MK encompasses a wide range of industries and not just fashion. Hence, TYC and MK shouldn't be compared. In addition, I'm deeply grateful that TYC's performance is attributed to everyone's support and preference." Paxton asked, "You're too humble, Ms. Shenton. Why do you fix the price of all your clothing at 37 dollars? According to my knowledge, the material of your clothing is not cheap." Caroline explained, "I'm the designer, so I want everyone to wear my design at an affordable price without compromising the company's in

Then I noticed Eva staring longingly at a beautiful red gown. “Why don’t you try it on?” I asked. “Are you kidding? Have you seen the price tag?” she hissed. “I’d have to sell a kidney.” I rolled my eyes. “It’s on me. Consider it a thank you for dealing with my crazy ass today.” Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Melanie Wealth, that’s a four-thousand-dollar gown! You can’t be serious.” “Please pack it for her,” I told the saleswoman.

Like the first designer, she was under great pressure as she was beginning it so people had a lot of expectations from her work. The host began to shout according to the numbers selected by the designers. The first participant designer came on stage. He was an African male designer who took his model on stage with him. The model was dressed in his design and walked around the catwalk. Finally, she stopped in front of the judges and stood still. The fabric of the clothes was Kente cloth and it was produced in Tanzania and other regions of East Africa the textile name was Congo textile. It had a very beautiful pattern and the model looked quite perky and beautiful.

"Name your price, I'll pay for it." Santino sneered: "Pay? We could sell you to the black market for parts and it still wouldn't be enough to cover it!" "A broke bitch whose entire outfit doesn't even add up to two hundred bucks actually dares to say she'll pay?" The contempt in his eyes was practically overflowing. He didn't know that the seemingly ordinary long dress I was wearing was custom-made by Italy's top seamstress—a priceless, off-the-market masterpiece. "Then tell me, what do you want to do?"

Madam Teju watch her leave in disbelief wondering why she would throw the clothes away. Kemi climbs up the staircase with tears streaming down her cheeks as she keeps wiping it away. As she goes over to collect the cleaning equipments, she feels a sharp pain in her leg and she wince reaching down at her leg to rub on it. "Those clothes cost 500,000 naira in total. It's a waste to dump them." Turning around to see whose voice it is, she sees Robert standing in front of her with his hands in his pockets. Kemi's eyes grow wide at the mention of the price. 500,000 naira? She will wondered how someone could spend so much money and still asks her to dump them? The clothes were not even up to 15 in

“Wow, I could buy a house with this price; is the fabric made of gold threads- that’s why this clothing is so expensive?” “It’s not made- of gold threads, madam,” Angelo was scared shitless when someone had suddenly spoken behind him. “The fabric for this clothing- is made from Vicuna sheep- a rare sheep species that is found mostly in Peru besides, being rare making an outfit using the fur of Vicuna involves a complicated hand-looming process. That’s why this dress is so expensive, madam.”

said Keysha, not long after Dewi arrived. "This is Ma'am, done; this is the cheapest; this is the most expensive," said Dewi while showing the pile of clothes that had been grouped. "Thank you, Dewi," said Keysha. Please, Mr. and Mr. Adit, look at the price tag of the clothes," said Keysha. Aditya and Harun saw the price tag of the cheapest clothes at around 8 million, while the most expensive prices were up to 300 million. Aditya and Harun widen their eyes, only for clothes to be that expensive.

I realized he was serious about buying all of them. As the attendant gathered the clothes, my eyes widened in shock. The price tags stared back at me: five-figure prices, over a thousand dollars each. "Ethan, no!" I gasped. "These are ridiculously expensive!" Ethan smiled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "My treat," he said. I shook my head, protesting. But Ethan's reassuring gaze silenced me. "Consider it an investment," he teased. I felt my cheeks flush. The attendant efficiently packed the clothes, while I struggled to wrap my head around the extravagant purchase.

Dansanisa replied. "I thought as much cause I'v not been seeing you wearing it". She chuckled rubbing her two palms. "Well thank you, I got the dress last week on my way back from the market, it is not too costly though". She further explain. "Ah, so how much did you pay for this one"?. "Just 5,000". Dansanisa said. "It's really nice and the fabric they used, is fantastic, I love it" Mrs Bancog said touching the clothes.

Eve exclaimed, starting to get scared. "Look at you! There's no way you can afford to replace it! Compared to your clothes my clothes are many times more expensive, you know! The price of one of these clothes alone can be around 1 million dollars! Can you afford to replace it? How about that! Give me 1 million dollars right now! Then I'll let you go!" she exclaimed with more emotion.