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.

face, so she went ahead to

only see the woman’s body, she felt she could

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

stream scheduled for nine at night when the final

the designers began hurrying to make the clothes. In a time–constrained circumstance like

models stood beside them and removed their clothes before putting on

the designers would make alterations directly on the clothing while the

atmosphere of the competition venue became tense as the designers worked away industriously without even

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

sound of the whirring sewing machines, and the grey sky had already turned utterly dark without

was already waiting eagerly for

went live at the beginning. The camera

word of

model was a tall woman dressed in a fringe dress. The neat trims on the fashion piece showed how fine Nancy’s

many

excellent first impression, surprised everyone with the contrast they

walk the runway

piece as the inskirts underneath a dress with a

the model’s powerful and captivating aura

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

it was time for Christina’s model to

feathers and shiny pieces of diamonds, as well

that the designer 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 a