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 went ahead to cover the beggar’s

body, she felt she

she felt disrespected when Margaret put a paper bag over her

live stream scheduled for nine at night when the final round of the competition would

to make the clothes. In a time–constrained circumstance like that, they could only present the rough idea of their designs instead of being too detail-

them and removed their clothes before putting on the

not fit, the designers would make

as the designers worked

the track, afraid of being

sewing machines, and the grey sky had already turned utterly dark

audience was already waiting eagerly for the live

went live at the beginning. The camera focused on the emcee, who was

word of introduction, the

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

appearance won many votes from

third models, who failed to make an excellent first impression, surprised everyone with the contrast they made after putting

to walk the

underneath a dress

model’s powerful and captivating aura as

at the model, no one could tell from her

time for Christina’s model

on a woman in red at that moment. She had a sheer detailed top ornamented with red feathers and shiny pieces of diamonds, as well as

was evident that the designer had a tutu in mind. With an equally red headscarf which made her look like