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wanted to ask if Michal were in the audience, but that might upset Daniella, so he refrained.
“Grant since you and Charlene have everything under control, I’m going out and stand by the photographers where I can watch.”
When Daniella walked away, Grant knew Michal was there and it was likely he was there with Samanta Laroque. He shook his head and thought what a shame it was that he had brought another woman to the show.
Daniella walked across from her assigned seats to catch a glance at Michal and his new woman. Their seats were empty, so Daniella pushed her way through the crowd returning to their seats for the next three designers. She visibly jumped when someone took her arm. Daniella turned to find Michal holding her arm. She pulled away from him.
“Daniella I just wanted to wish you well today.”
“Thank you. Are you and Samanta enjoying yourselves?”
“Daniella, when you did not come to sit with me, she asked me if she could sit with me until you arrived. How could I tell her ‘no’?”
Daniella smiled as she told him, “Of course you couldn’t. It would be rude on your part.”
“I knew that you would understand. I can ask her to leave if you want to sit with me.”
“Michal, that would make me feel rude if you asked her to leave. I have a bird’s eye view standing with the photographers. Please go sit, I’m just fine.”
Daniella watched him walk away. How had she’d been so stupid to think she could win his heart? The announcer was calling the audience to order.
The House of Sophie was next. As Daniella watched the runway, she saw that the designs were common. Those designs were available in any upscale dress shop. With nothing unique to grab hold of your attention, the entire collection looked drab. It appeared that the audience felt the same. The applause was polite, as if they felt compelled to acknowledge the designer.
Knots were forming in Daniella’s stomach.
The House of Jocelyn went next. This was their second year to appear in the show. Daniella thought each outfit looked as though the designer had rushed through the sketching process leaving out the detail. Daniella saw two outfits where the shoe color conflicted with the outfit. In her mind, that totally ruined the look.
Daniella felt a little better when she realized that the applause was so light that she could barely hear it.
She sucked in her breath when she heard the announcer call for the House of Daniella. This was the first professional show for her team. When the first model started down the runway wearing the business suit, Daniella’s knees started to wobble. There wasn’t a sound in the room as her short sturdy model turned at the end of the runway to display the long jacket. Daniella could feel the sweat on her brow as her beach outfit walked onto the runway. She looked around the room watching the reaction to her tall heavy-set middle-aged model walk the runway. Her model made a perfect turn at the end of the runway, undoing the cover up showing off the one-piece bathing suit. Members of the audience were whispering to one another, which made Daniella more than nervous.
The next design was the strapless cocktail dress. Her model was stout with a large bosom. The band of cloth around the waist accentuated the model’s cleavage. She walked the runway perfectly turning on her toes to return to the start of the runway.
Her last design was the evening gown made of silk scarves sewn together. Her model was average height for a woman. When she started down the runway, the scarves flowed behind her. Daniella waited for something from the audience, anything that would indicate she’d done well in the evening gown category. She looked away for a split second to gauge the audience’s attention when her model tripped and fell to the floor. She made a great recovery; however, it was clear that the fall cost the House of Daniella
“Grant since you and Charlene have everything under control, I’m going out and stand by the photographers where I can watch.”
When Daniella walked away, Grant knew Michal was there and it was likely he was there with Samanta Laroque. He shook his head and thought what a shame it was that he had brought another woman to the show.
Daniella walked across from her assigned seats to catch a glance at Michal and his new woman. Their seats were empty, so Daniella pushed her way through the crowd returning to their seats for the next three designers. She visibly jumped when someone took her arm. Daniella turned to find Michal holding her arm. She pulled away from him.
“Daniella I just wanted to wish you well today.”
“Thank you. Are you and Samanta enjoying yourselves?”
“Daniella, when you did not come to sit with me, she asked me if she could sit with me until you arrived. How could I tell her ‘no’?”
Daniella smiled as she told him, “Of course you couldn’t. It would be rude on your part.”
“I knew that you would understand. I can ask her to leave if you want to sit with me.”
“Michal, that would make me feel rude if you asked her to leave. I have a bird’s eye view standing with the photographers. Please go sit, I’m just fine.”
Daniella watched him walk away. How had she’d been so stupid to think she could win his heart? The announcer was calling the audience to order.
The House of Sophie was next. As Daniella watched the runway, she saw that the designs were common. Those designs were available in any upscale dress shop. With nothing unique to grab hold of your attention, the entire collection looked drab. It appeared that the audience felt the same. The applause was polite, as if they felt compelled to acknowledge the designer.
Knots were forming in Daniella’s stomach.
The House of Jocelyn went next. This was their second year to appear in the show. Daniella thought each outfit looked as though the designer had rushed through the sketching process leaving out the detail. Daniella saw two outfits where the shoe color conflicted with the outfit. In her mind, that totally ruined the look.
Daniella felt a little better when she realized that the applause was so light that she could barely hear it.
She sucked in her breath when she heard the announcer call for the House of Daniella. This was the first professional show for her team. When the first model started down the runway wearing the business suit, Daniella’s knees started to wobble. There wasn’t a sound in the room as her short sturdy model turned at the end of the runway to display the long jacket. Daniella could feel the sweat on her brow as her beach outfit walked onto the runway. She looked around the room watching the reaction to her tall heavy-set middle-aged model walk the runway. Her model made a perfect turn at the end of the runway, undoing the cover up showing off the one-piece bathing suit. Members of the audience were whispering to one another, which made Daniella more than nervous.
The next design was the strapless cocktail dress. Her model was stout with a large bosom. The band of cloth around the waist accentuated the model’s cleavage. She walked the runway perfectly turning on her toes to return to the start of the runway.
Her last design was the evening gown made of silk scarves sewn together. Her model was average height for a woman. When she started down the runway, the scarves flowed behind her. Daniella waited for something from the audience, anything that would indicate she’d done well in the evening gown category. She looked away for a split second to gauge the audience’s attention when her model tripped and fell to the floor. She made a great recovery; however, it was clear that the fall cost the House of Daniella
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