Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Oh, I see. Sorry, I misunderstood.” Natalie flashed her a smile.

“Well, please excuse us if there’s nothing else.” After saying that, Jessie left with Hannah.

Beside Natalie, Sally commented, “For some reason, I find Jessie really strange. Everything about her screams aberrant.”

Natalie nodded in agreement. “Me too. She gives off a strong sense of incongruity. Besides, she seems to have popped out of nowhere.”

I’ve seen her designs before, and she has a strong personal style. Without the mentoring of a renowned designer, a young designer couldn’t have possibly established her own personal style so early. After all, young people’s design styles oscillate as their talents aren’t at the zenith yet. They may design something cool before switching to adorable. However, it’s different with her. Her design style has never changed from the very beginning, so she must have been mentored by a renowned designer.

But I’ve asked Ms. Mackenzie, and she told me that the few top-notch designers in the world whose styles are similar to Jessie have never taken her as a mentee. So, who on earth did she learn from?

“What are you thinking, Nat?” Sally nudged Natalie lightly.

Her gaze flickering for a moment, Natalie snapped back to her senses. “Nothing much. I was just wondering who Jessie’s mentor is.”

“Who cares? Let’s watch the show.” Sally had no interest in that matter. Instead, she was staring at the runway with stars in her eyes.

Natalie was torn

well, she’s right. Whoever Jessie’s mentor might be has nothing to do with me, so why should I dwell

hours before the curtains fell. Next was a banquet open to all participants, judges, and models. It was basically

with the supermodels, so she hastened away with a wine glass in her hand as soon as they stepped into the

shook her head. Holding a glass of fruit juice herself, she went to the balcony for some

a voice from the garden below. It was Jessie’s

sounded muted, seemingly having been deliberately

flooring in between. For

now? I’ll go and pick you up

of hers

person on the other

sure you cover your entire face without any part of it showing. If the media recognizes you and

voice abruptly

the heels of that, the clicking of high heels against the ground rang