Novel & Cerita Santana Lopez Fashion

ALL. @zendaya: This is what fashion should be. Art that makes you feel POWERFUL. @sophiadante is a GENIUS. @kimkardashian: Already called my business manager. I'm buying pieces from this collection as investments. This is HISTORY. Backstage, Lorenzo watched everything carefully. Models rushed past, half-dressed and panicking. "Zip me!" "Where's the Louboutins?" "Someone touch up her lipstick!" In the middle of everything, Sophia stayed calm. She moved slowly, fixing small problems—tightening a strap, encouraging a nervous model, approving a quick outfit change.

The rolling acres of land, the exquisite buildings in the Estate, the Fernandez Empire including all it's firms and subsidiaries and holdings, its shares, properties, stocks, the bank accounts. "All mine." Lana breathed softly, her breath puffing out in a white cloud in the still night "They are all mine. I am no longer the broken, hidden wife of the C.E.O of Romero Empire. I am Lana Fernandez." She was no longer the lowlife and the worthless, penniless woman. She was Lana Fernandez, world renowed fashion designer and the most sought after talented designer, Muse. Lana smirked, a small smile turning her lips, "Now, I'm literally their savior. MAGIC is almost in ruins and I'm the only one who

Yes, Sany is one of the designers with high flying hours and is trusted by the upper middle class to design clothes in various events. Upon arrival at the boutique, the woman, who works as a clothing designer, greeted the arrival of Daniel and Elsa. She was believed by the Kim family that she is a great designer. Who didn't know the Kim family? Most Singaporeans knew them. "Please look here, Miss. Many days ago, your brother came here and ordered some dresses for your birthday party?” Sany showed a line of elegant peach-colored dresses. Elsa stepped forward and saw about eight dresses that were on the trolley hanger. All of them are peaches, only they have different models.

“You will receive good news from me if you will do better.” Geovensia knows that too. Because this woman is not just a fashion icon but a famous investor. She has a lot of trading centers across France and it would mean a great thing to get her approval. Geovensia smiled at the woman who would rather choose to be called as Selena Santibanez.

Santiago had some things sent to me early on in our contract, but it was really just a few casual outfits. I pull out a few dresses that Ariana loaned me first. Holding them by the hangers I evaluate them on suitability, one by one. Our styles are quite different. I like darker, solid colors…black, purple, blue, brown… Ariana likes bright bold colors and busy, chaotic patterns. First, I pull out a lime green dress with a corset top and slits up to the hip on both sides. Santiago might like it…perhaps in a different color, but not appropriate to meet his father in.

He felt she was hiding something,he couldn't decipher how a girl as pretty as her would dress crazily and shut down anything that has to do with guys. yeah!! She might be crazy but she's very careful when it comes to guys and she hasn't dated anyone before. He kind of considered himself lucky and fortunate cause he happens to be the only one one she could trust,talk to and play childishly around him. Sanctify would always argue that clothes should be worn at the same time or it will be a waste. She could combine both skirt and trousers,polo and T-shirt and call it Santy fashions. She adores Stone's fashion house with the luxurious and the classiest fashion outfit in the whole of L.A and she

She could feel the thrill of her new mission pulsating through her veins. Her past had been buried, but not forgotten. Her new name was Serena Lopez. A name fitting her personality and agenda. Even her outfit was that of an Italian lady boss. Exuding class and elegance in simplicity. She wore a simple white long-sleeve collared blouse, with a wide-leg style pants that were both flattering and comfortable. Her purse was a black Hermes handbag, and her feet were adorned by Channel scarpin heels. She wore a small black Gucci shades with a subtle gold frame which complemented her gold accessories. While she dragged her black suitcase bag behind her.

I said nothing. Valeria turned to me, her smile radiant. "What do you think, Leah? Honest opinion." "It's lovely," I said. "Very... you." She beamed. "I knew you'd see it. You have such good taste. Even if you are jealous." I didn't respond. I was too tired to respond. The saleswoman was ringing up the dress when the front door of the boutique opened. I looked up, and my heart stopped. Santos was standing in the doorway.

She had a see through towel tied at the waist and a dark shade hanging off her forehead. Santana on the other hand was wearing a green two piece and a long T shirt that is left open. She also had dark shade over her eyes, with her curly brown hair flowing down her shoulders. Joe had on a short and a short sleeve shirt that he left open to reveal his delicious pecs and abs. "Honey, relax, I am sure she will be here soon." As if brought down by Santana words the lift opened to reveal Kathleen looking so hot in her two piece pink suit that it left her friends' jaw on the floor.

"But Dante says she's really good." "Did he pick something from her for me?" Sophie asked, excited. One thing that never failed to lift Sophie's spirits was fashion. "Yes... and she can't wait to see you wearing something of hers in public. The creature's dream was to dress Britney Spears and Angelina Jolie, but after she saw pictures of you in Dante's studio, you've become her latest obsession," he laughed, and Sophie did too, but deep down, she felt flattered by it. "And my personal matters?"