Romans & histoires Santana Lopez Fashion

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

Amante POV The so-called Sergeant Luis Ray Lopez and his wife blown me away with their tacky costumes. Wearing expensive custom-made tailor suit and gown doesn’t give them the “wealthy-look” they had hoped for. Those tight fits destroyed fashion in the whole sense of it. Their ugly faces were emphasized even more, and that’s horrendous. I was disturbed by their terrible appearances that I almost changed my mind of tagging along with them. None wouldn’t be embarrassed to be seen with them. But it was inevitable.

CHAPTER 12 LORENA'S POV. The awkward silence didn't make things any better, infact, it made the atmosphere a lot more tense. Silent stares were exchanged by the staff and shoppers at the boutique and you could tell what they were all thinking. The whole situation was starting to make sense now, I was a fool for not figuring it out sooner. He was Andrew Sanchez, the most sought after bachelor within and outside the country. Their influence spread beyond the borders of Mexico. The whole of North America knew him and his company. Women populated this demographic and the reason was clear; Andrew Sanchez was a Greek god.

she laughed, despite the constant mention of Nicholas's program. "Seriously!" he laughed too. "And the latest gossip these past few days is that Dante has a new work partner! A young Brazilian fashion designer who goes by the stage name Lady Flammour and came to showcase a collection at NY Fashion Week in a new space for newcomers. I didn't even know that in fashion, they use stage names..." he said with a bit of disdain, which Sophie attributed to the attention his boyfriend must be giving to the girl. "But Dante says she's really good."

Anita complimented and I thought she also looked great. She stood in her early forties and she looked twenty two, she was a beautiful tall woman dressed in a purple dress which hugged her body beautifully, and it looked like something in the collection which was named an FEMALE ICON'S EDITION. I was going to get something for Mariana, Sophie, my mum and even Bonnie from the collection. They were all just spectacular.

The designer secretly admired her and occasionally discussed with those around him, saying, "This girl is good, much better than the models the company currently has. Most print models today have the same face, the same expressions, the same aura—lacking individuality. But Ms. Sanchez is different. She’s so natural that looking at her photos makes people want to know more about her. Most importantly, she understands that she’s showcasing the clothes, not herself. Every movement she makes directs attention to the garments rather than herself, with nothing excessive or unnecessary.

“His name is Santi. You don’t know him? He’s friends with Xander.” My brows furrowed with the name. Xander has a lot of friends whom I have met already but I don’t remember meeting someone named Santi. Maybe a new friend? “He studies here too,” Elize said. “His full name?” “Santiago Lopez.” “Hmm, Santiago Lopez,” I murmured. I know of the Lopezes here. They’re the owner of LHR in Baler. Does that mean he’s related to the Lopezes of Baler?