Let Me Stay The Night

Meanwhile, Benjamin was matched with a male model. Without any ado, he took up the measuring tape and began taking notes.

“Do you mind taking off your coat? I think the measurement will be more accurate without it,” Benjamin suggested.

The man was confused, for his rugged and unkempt appearance had warded off many.

They were afraid and disgusted by him, but the designer before him was behaving differently. Despite the initial shock in his eyes when they first met, he composed himself quickly and seemed unperturbed at that moment.

From how comfortable Benjamin was around him, the model felt he was treated as Benjamin’s equal. “It’s dirty, though,” the model blurted.

Benjamin looked up from the design board and rested his hands on his waist, saying casually, “I don’t mind. Ms. Selena said we have nothing to worry about hygiene. Don’t tell me you feel self–conscious.” Now that Benjamin put it that way, the model felt his reluctance made him seem petty.

“I don’t,” he replied as he took off his coat, revealing his muscular body since that was the only thing he was wearing.

Benjamin was impressed by how well–built the slovenly–dressed man was.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Benjamin uttered, “I don’t understand how a homeless man like you maintain such a good body. Don’t tell me you’re a real model Ms. Selena sent just to test us.”

Well, I guess I’m lucky to get a real model while others don’t. The chances of winning will be higher for me.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m here because they said they were paying three hundred just for me to stand here,” the man replied.

Oops, I guess I’m not that lucky after all. Collecting his thoughts, Benjamin observed that man and began drafting a design for him.

On the other side, Margaret was also working assiduously. Her goal was to win the competition, although it was no mean feat to dress a beggar up presentably.

she

only see the woman’s body, she felt she could finally work on the design

the female beggar, she felt disrespected when Margaret put a paper bag over her head, but she remained quiet since the rules required her to follow the

the live broadcast ended, with the next live stream scheduled for nine at night when

designers began hurrying to make the clothes. In a time–constrained circumstance like that, they could only present the rough idea of

designers worked, their models stood beside them and

did not fit, the designers would make alterations directly on the clothing while the

venue became tense as the designers worked away industriously without even

were like athletes running on the track, afraid of being overtaken once they let

machines, and the grey sky had already turned utterly dark without the illumination

audience was already waiting

server almost crashed when the show went live at the beginning. The camera

of

first designer to present was Nancy, whose model was a tall woman dressed in a fringe dress. The neat trims on the fashion piece showed how fine Nancy’s artistry was. After putting on some makeup and wearing the exquisite dress, the homeless woman looked

appearance won many votes from the audience

who failed to make an excellent first impression, surprised everyone

to walk

the inskirts underneath a dress with a flounce hem,

could feel the model’s powerful and

the impressed gazes thrown at the model, no one could tell from her cold expression if she liked what she was

it was time for Christina’s model to

moment. She had a sheer detailed top ornamented with red feathers and shiny

had a tutu in mind. With an equally red headscarf which made her look like a flamingo, the tall model walked down the runway just as