Chapter 20 Fashion Show (4)

"But since it's my story, I think I have the right to review the content of this story before it is put on the big screen."

Jerry raised an eyebrow, "Of course." ”

In April 1995, the C*C women's womenswear conference focused on fashion and androgynous style, whether it was a textured black and white suit jacket designed to reflect the independence of modern women, a tight trench coat with a woolen double-breasted, or a one_piece leather skirt with a folded slim effect, a layered five-quarter sleeve jacket and those large accessories, the neutral fashion style highlighted the characteristics of modern urban women's pursuit of independence and freedom. The short coat that accentuates the back line, the hem details that emphasize the line, and the mysterious black and white tones all give C*C's autumn/winter fashion an unparalleled charm. In these fashions that showcase women's fortitude, C*C's designers have incorporated a feminine femininity, and yes, the finishing touch, the M*M bag.

Even Anna. Wintour was fascinated by Prada's signature pleated leather bag.

Well~ Yes, a woman, she just can't do without a bag.

Of course, the ability to perfectly interpret the designs of C*C designers is also related to the eye-catching performance of female models. This group of young models who have just entered the American people's field of vision because of "American Supermodel Contest" quickly captured the hearts of editors of major magazines with their cold neutral style and rough makeup. Of course, not to mention Jessica, who originally had an angel face and a devilish body. Alba too.

When the lights in the hall came on, Cindy. When Crawford took this group of young models to the stage to express his gratitude to the people from all walks of life present, the press conference was full of thunderous applause.

Oh ~ In 1995, the neutral wind rose again because of the new product launch of C*C.

Anna. Wintour while talking to Cindy. Crawford hugged her and bit her ear, "I can't see that you still have such design skills." ”

Cindy. Crawford was also thick-skinned, "Xiexie, your compliments, in fact, are all inspirations from Wonder Boy." ”

This sentence is heard by Anna. Wintour is a little inexplicable, but what does C*C's fashionable androgynous style have to do with Jerry?

Cindy. Crawford didn't point out the deep meaning, since the Wonder Boy had clearly told her that he didn't need this honor, then he could only reluctantly help him carry this aura.

"You should go to New York, Paris, or Milan"

"Xiexie, your suggestion, Anna. C*C will go to these places, but what we need to do now is to lay the foundation, after all, C*C is still a brand new brand. ”

Hmm~ quite a polite word Cindy. Crawford is not stupid, now, in Los Angeles, she is the head snake, she is the leader of Los Angeles Fashion Week, and when she runs to the other three places, she and her C*C are just small fish and small shrimp, the snobbery of the fashion industry, and will never allow small fish and small shrimp to be on the big stage. With giants such as LV, Dior, Prada, GUCCI, Chanel, Armani, and FENDI in front of you, you can imagine how C*C has suffered. What's more, the female devil is not a vegetarian master, stepping into the territory of New York is equivalent to falling under her control, Cindy. Crawford wouldn't be that stupid. As Jerry said, as long as C*C can attract the attention of major magazines, as long as C*C has a huge business opportunity, once C*C holds a new product launch, celebrities and fashion sellers in the fashion industry will sniff out a channel with their dog noses. And lo and behold, right now, Wallace, C*C's Business Development Manager. Mr. Bromie has already received several invitations to negotiate. What's more, C*C has already talked to Eileen. Ms. Austin came to an agreement and walked away. Crawford can't do it.

"Hello~ Her Royal Highness the Princess, I am really honored to see you again." Jerry held Diana's hand up and gave a symbolic kiss.

Since meeting Humphrey at a charity dinner at Los Angeles Fashion Week last year. After Rothschel, Diana. Francis. Windsor will never forget this somewhat shy American. He had a strong body, a handsome face, a gentlemanly demeanor, and the shyness that he had when he met her. Hmm~ Everyone was respectful when they saw her, but Humphrey. Rothschel was different, in his strong, plain heart, she was not the Princess of Wales, but Diana. He's better than James. Sivit was even more charming, and Diana found that her youthful heart, which had not beaten for a long time, began to pulse again.

Perhaps, it's time to put an end to this embarrassing situation that has lasted for several years,

Perhaps, it's time for Charles and his Camilla to fuck off!

I, yearning for my freedom

So, in 1995, Diana. Francis. Windsor, once again flew from one side of the Atlantic to the other, not only for charity, but also because on the other side of the Atlantic, there was a man who made her heart move.

"Hello~ Jerry, haven't I told you for a long time, don't you need to call me Her Royal Highness the Princess? You should be like Humphrey, call me Diane~"

Jerry glanced at Diana, um, and at the same time glanced at the father who was standing beside her, and then said with a smile, "Oh~ Diane, you wait a minute." ”

Before Diana could react, the beautiful man disappeared in front of her. A few minutes later, Jerry walked over with the Dai Fei bag, "Diane, if you agree, I hope this bag type will be named the Dai Fei bag, I think, you should like this very much~ A gift for you"

The red background, the diamond check bag, plus the three metal words M※M are replaced at the mouth of the bag, the noble and atmospheric Dai Fei bag was originally Diana's favorite, how could she object.

"Gifts?"

"Of course, this year's birthday present~ Dad, you shouldn't have told Diane, right?"

Humphrey glared at Jerry, this old son was really self-conscious. I just mentioned Diane's birthday a little, and this kid actually hit the snake and rolled on. However, he could only smile at Diana, well, yes, it was my idea.

A kind of little woman's happiness soon spread in Diana's heart.

The event was followed by a celebratory reception in Culver City.

The poor beautiful man is still underage, so he can still only hold a bottle of juice and alcoholic drinks, and he has nothing to do with him.

And when Jerry walked through the backstage curtain with the wine bottle, a coffee-colored hand reached directly and dragged him in.