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Authors: Bryan Murray
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- I need about 6 more pieces to make the Spring Collection complete. I’ve seen one with Verucci and one with Iliac - but I’m still four short and I’m afraid that our Miss Dubois hasn’t made sufficient impact yet, okay?”
Jeri pouted. “Okay.”
Finally, to polite applause, Francine’s last creation left the catwalk as she and Vince hugged each other in satisfaction. Vince was grinning, his voice back to normal. “Well, Princess. It looks as though we may have perhaps made it past the New York vultures!”
Francine gave him a hug. “I hope so, Vince, but I’ll tell you more after the reviews are out in the morning. So, let’s get the girls ready for the finale. I need to change before we hit the catwalk.”
Vince shoved her in the direction of the changing rooms. “Well, get to it, boss, there’s only one more house to go before the finale.”
Francine nodded and headed for the corner of the changing area. She had agonized over what to wear herself in the traditional walk down the catwalk by each designer and their models.
Having been blessed with a beautiful figure, with a straight posture and curvaceous, arching breasts, she had decided to leave her shoulder length auburn hair down and at Vince’s suggestion, she had selected one of her own designs. It was a delicate teal colored sleek pant suit with matching shoes and a white silk blouse enhancing what was still left of her Texas summer tan.
As she gave herself a final look over in the mirror, behind her reflection, she saw Serena approaching. The tall, elegant model smiled. “Nice job, girl,” she eyed the outfit that Francine was wearing. “Your design too?”
Francine nodded.
“Pity one of the models didn’t wear it,” Serena grinned. “Wouldn’t mind one like that myself.”
Francine turned to face her, a warm smile on her face. “In that case, consider it done. Just leave your card and measurements with my guy Vince - you can’t miss him.”
Serena grinned. “Let me guess, the Rainbow Man with the chrome dome?”
“That’s Vince. Just tell him you spoke to me. We’ll have it made up and send it to you with the compliments of ‘Classique’.”
Serena gave her a hug. “Great! And I’ll make sure I wear it and spread the name. Good luck, gotta go, bye.”
“Bye.” Francine smiled as the tall, elegant model disappeared. ‘Now, there’s a body and face I could use in my fashions! ’ she mused as Vince came rushing in, a look of appreciation on his face when he gave her the once over.
“Wow, you look great, Princess. First time you’ve let your hair down in a while. Definitely suits you!”
“Thanks, Vince. All the girls ready?”
“Yep. Just gave them the once over. I spoke with the organizers, the final walk will be in about five minutes.”
He looked at her for a moment and then gave her a spontaneous hug. “Hey, girl. We did it! We actually got through the show without mishap. Now we just wait. Jeez, I hate this part!”
“Me too.”
CHAPTER 13
Out in the audience, the last of the models for the Verucci line, the last and most prestigious fashion house to participate, had just finished to tumultuous applause.
Gerard was busy making notes as Jeri looked on wide-eyed. As the applause died down, the Compere continued her smooth repartee.
“Well, ladies and gentlemen, I’m sure you’ll all agree that this was a superb collection of fashions from a number of outstanding designers. In the tradition of this event, we always insist that these beautifully talented and creative people get to receive their own special accolade from their peers and so, here, surrounded by their own beautiful, elegant models are the people who made this special evening possible.”
Behind the curtains, Vince had shepherded all Francine’s models around her as they waited for their call.
“So, first of all, ladies and gentlemen, here is the inimitable Enrico Verucci with his charming, elegant models!”
The crowd rose to
Jeri pouted. “Okay.”
Finally, to polite applause, Francine’s last creation left the catwalk as she and Vince hugged each other in satisfaction. Vince was grinning, his voice back to normal. “Well, Princess. It looks as though we may have perhaps made it past the New York vultures!”
Francine gave him a hug. “I hope so, Vince, but I’ll tell you more after the reviews are out in the morning. So, let’s get the girls ready for the finale. I need to change before we hit the catwalk.”
Vince shoved her in the direction of the changing rooms. “Well, get to it, boss, there’s only one more house to go before the finale.”
Francine nodded and headed for the corner of the changing area. She had agonized over what to wear herself in the traditional walk down the catwalk by each designer and their models.
Having been blessed with a beautiful figure, with a straight posture and curvaceous, arching breasts, she had decided to leave her shoulder length auburn hair down and at Vince’s suggestion, she had selected one of her own designs. It was a delicate teal colored sleek pant suit with matching shoes and a white silk blouse enhancing what was still left of her Texas summer tan.
As she gave herself a final look over in the mirror, behind her reflection, she saw Serena approaching. The tall, elegant model smiled. “Nice job, girl,” she eyed the outfit that Francine was wearing. “Your design too?”
Francine nodded.
“Pity one of the models didn’t wear it,” Serena grinned. “Wouldn’t mind one like that myself.”
Francine turned to face her, a warm smile on her face. “In that case, consider it done. Just leave your card and measurements with my guy Vince - you can’t miss him.”
Serena grinned. “Let me guess, the Rainbow Man with the chrome dome?”
“That’s Vince. Just tell him you spoke to me. We’ll have it made up and send it to you with the compliments of ‘Classique’.”
Serena gave her a hug. “Great! And I’ll make sure I wear it and spread the name. Good luck, gotta go, bye.”
“Bye.” Francine smiled as the tall, elegant model disappeared. ‘Now, there’s a body and face I could use in my fashions! ’ she mused as Vince came rushing in, a look of appreciation on his face when he gave her the once over.
“Wow, you look great, Princess. First time you’ve let your hair down in a while. Definitely suits you!”
“Thanks, Vince. All the girls ready?”
“Yep. Just gave them the once over. I spoke with the organizers, the final walk will be in about five minutes.”
He looked at her for a moment and then gave her a spontaneous hug. “Hey, girl. We did it! We actually got through the show without mishap. Now we just wait. Jeez, I hate this part!”
“Me too.”
CHAPTER 13
Out in the audience, the last of the models for the Verucci line, the last and most prestigious fashion house to participate, had just finished to tumultuous applause.
Gerard was busy making notes as Jeri looked on wide-eyed. As the applause died down, the Compere continued her smooth repartee.
“Well, ladies and gentlemen, I’m sure you’ll all agree that this was a superb collection of fashions from a number of outstanding designers. In the tradition of this event, we always insist that these beautifully talented and creative people get to receive their own special accolade from their peers and so, here, surrounded by their own beautiful, elegant models are the people who made this special evening possible.”
Behind the curtains, Vince had shepherded all Francine’s models around her as they waited for their call.
“So, first of all, ladies and gentlemen, here is the inimitable Enrico Verucci with his charming, elegant models!”
The crowd rose to
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