Chapter 843 She Seems Like Her
The maid Alana, who was pouring tea for them, glanced over and couldn't help but marvel in her heart, 'It's so beautiful.'
After she finished pouring the tea, she stepped aside and whispered to Lauren, "These designers are amazing. They can come up with so many styles in such a short time for people to choose from. And the key is, every style looks so good."
"High fashion requires real skill to attract clients," Lauren whispered back. "The designers you see here don't serve just any client. Money alone isn't enough; it depends on family influence. Take BT, for example. Mr. Medici has to spend four million dollars a year just to keep his spot as a client."
Alana was almost scared out of her wits when she heard that. There were at least seven or eight brands here, so the Medici family spent at least twenty million dollars a year just on high fashion.
That was so extravagant, so shocking.
"I can't even imagine such expensive clothes. Lauren, besides the Medici family, do people really spend that much money on custom-made clothes?"
It wasn't that she didn't believe it, but the amount was beyond her comprehension.
Lauren replied, "You just got here, so you don't understand this circle. It's said that there are three thousand high fashion clients worldwide. These clients are either family members of billionaires, members of the Eurovia royal family, or wives and daughters of politicians and celebrities. You think it's expensive, but to them, it's like a drop in the bucket. They usually wear these holiday clothes only once."
"What did you say?" Alana was shocked.
How much money and time did it take to make such a dress, and they only wore it once? Wasn't that too wasteful?
"Rich people especially like to custom-make all sorts of bizarre costumes for Halloween. Those costumes are also worn only once, and the next year, they compete to see who has the most creative one. No one wears old designs." Lauren explained.
Alana couldn't understand, "There are so many beautiful ready-made clothes in stores like LV and Chanel, which also fit the New Year theme. These are also designed and made by designers, and they can get them for a fraction of the price of high fashion. If the clothes don't fit, they can be altered to the right size. Why don't Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici choose ready-made clothes from the store, which are more convenient and cheaper?"
Lauren explained, "True aristocratic families rarely choose ready-made clothes, except for daily wear. For major holidays like this, they definitely go for high fashion. If you're not in that circle, you'll think spending so much money on a dress is not worth it. But once you're in that circle, you'll find it very necessary."
Alana didn't expect that even though she lived in the same villa as Beckett and Kimberly, it felt like they were from two different worlds.
She seemed so far away from their world.
"Lauren, you know so much." Alana suddenly felt like a frog in a well, so ignorant.
"After being around Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici for a while, you'll learn too," Lauren said softly.
"Abella, Mr. Evans designed a few outfits for me. Can you take a look and tell me if they look good?" Beckett brought the tablet to Abella, asking for her opinion.
"And our Easter family outfits, are they too childish?" Kimberly also brought her tablet forward. "Ms. Myers also designed a few styles for me. Do you think they suit me?"
"Let me see, Dad's outfits..." Abella took the tablet and skillfully used the software, making a few simple strokes to transform the original formal wear into something even more stunning.
Alan's eyes widened in disbelief. He had racked his brains to come up with those designs, and Abella just took one look and made a few simple strokes to create something far superior.
'Is she studying design? Judging by Abella's age, she should be a freshman in college. She can also skillfully use design software. With her design talent, I wonder if she would be willing to join BT. If Abella is willing, she will be even more impressive than me in the future.' Alan thought to himself.
"Great modifications! I like these designs even more!" Beckett didn't expect Abella to transform his formal wear into something more stylish and unique in just a few minutes.
"Let's go with Abella's modifications!" Beckett said happily.
Abella then modified her mother's tablet, making Kimberly's dresses more elegant and the family outfits more warm and loving.
The designers were all stunned by her design talent.
How did she come up with such good designs and draw them in such a short time?
"Ms. Medici, are you studying design?" Hannah asked in a surprised and admiring tone. "Who did you learn from?"
"If I told you my daughter's name, you would definitely know," Kimberly said with a smile, keeping them in suspense.
Everyone exchanged glances. This style, this ability, this level, and she was well-known.
"Could she be a designer from QY?"
Only a designer from QY could reach this level.
But Abella was a rich heiress; how could she possibly be a designer? But besides QY, what other level fitted?
"You guessed half right," Kimberly said with a smile, still not revealing Abella's identity.
"Ms. Medici's design level is clearly above mine. May I ask, are you the founder of QY, Lady Margaret?"
The key was, that Lady Margaret's style was very similar to what Abella just designed.
The other designers also realized this possibility and looked at Abella, as if waiting for an answer.
"To give such quick modification suggestions and make them better than all of us, and being from the country, I can confidently say that no other ordinary brand designer can match me except the founder of QY, Lady Margaret."
Kimberly couldn't stop smiling, "Yes, my daughter is the founder of QY, Lady Margaret."
All the designers were even more shocked, some were even unable to hold their electronic pens steadily.
How could they be qualified to design clothes for the founder of QY?
Wasn't this making a fool of themselves in front of a master?
Was it that the founder of QY thought highly of them, or that Beckett and Kimberly were giving them too much face?
"My apologies, I didn't know you were the founder of QY." Several designers extended their hands to shake hands with Abella.
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