Fashion Genius Collects Stars - Chapter 82



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Episode 82 That World

The time given is two weeks.

Lee Yong-won had to show a rough idea of ​​the stage costume he had envisioned within that time.

If he fails to convince Millif during this one opportunity, Lee Yong-won will have to scrap everything he has painstakingly planned and redesign the stage costumes.

In a way, this was a kind of showdown.

If Lee Yong-won succeeds, everything Emily’s team has worked on for half a year will go down the drain, and if Lee Yong-won fails, the design he’s been pondering for the past few months will go down the drain.

But for some reason, I couldn’t find even the slightest hint of tension in Lee Yong-won.

Rather, he was overflowing with joy and energy.

“Ms. Emily, what we need here is something that can pull the cloth like this. It can be a person or a machine, but it has to be able to pull it like this at a reasonable speed.”

“… … .”

Emily’s shit-chewing expression contrasts with Lee Yong-won’s lively expression.

But Lee Yong-won didn’t even look at Emily whether she answered or not.

His eyes were hazy, as if he was looking at a faraway place, going back and forth between his ideal type and his imagination, not here.

“Ms. Emily, I have written down the detailed process in this notebook, so please refer to it. I will go buy some fabric with Ms. Michelle. I wonder what kind of fabric is available in the United States!”

“… … .”

Lee Yong-won hands over the note. But when Emily doesn’t accept it, he just places it carelessly on a nearby desk and follows Michelle out.

Even the steps I took as I left the studio were light, as if I were dancing.

“… … Hey, boss. What’s that guy?”

Boris, from Emily’s stage production team, stroked his bushy beard and asked.

“I don’t know. Am I just oblivious? Am I just overconfident?”

Emily sighed and opened the note that Lee Yong-won had left behind.

In fact, she knew it too. She was being childishly trolling right now.

No matter what I said, he didn’t respond, and just a moment ago, he just stared blankly at the note I handed him and didn’t even accept it.

She didn’t plan on doing it this way from the beginning either.

However, they did not give him water, and when it was meal time, they ate sandwiches by themselves without Lee Yong-won. Even though they blatantly excluded him in such a way, Lee Yong-won did not show any reaction.

He just keeps drawing and writing something with his eyes sparkling.

As a result, she also became increasingly jealous.

‘Even so, you’re not responding? Even so?’

… … Still, there was no response.

“Boss. Just ignore me?”

Boris said, tapping the notebook Emily was flipping through.

It was a proposal to boycott the things that Lee Yong-won had requested.

But Emily sighed and said,

“That can’t be. It’s work. Work. You can have a crooked attitude, but you have to do the work right.”

“Ugh… … . That’s true, but it really bothers me.”

“Let’s just take a look. I wonder if this production will actually work out well. Seeing it in a sketch like this and seeing it on stage are completely different.”

Emily, having memorized Lee Yong-won’s notes, placed them back on the workbench and clapped her hands.

“Come on! Come on! Let’s get to work! Don’t think about doing it half-heartedly just because you don’t like it! We’re going to do our job properly! If the results are bad after that, Designer Lee will have no excuses!”

“Yes, boss!”

Following Emily’s instructions, her stage production team began to move briskly.

* * *

I was excited.

“Wow… … !”

Garment district in New York.

It’s a place similar to the Dongdaemun Market in Korea.

No, it’s a bit embarrassing to compare it to Dongdaemun.

Because this place is not just the center of American fashion, but also the center of world fashion.

A fashion mecca with numerous fabric stores, accessory stores, and clothing stores!

The scenery here was completely different from Dongdaemun.

Dongdaemun’s shops were packed like chicken coops inside large shopping malls, but here, many stores were spread out over a wide area.

The fun of wandering the alleys of New York City and looking for stores is different from wandering through the maze of a shopping mall.

Somehow, I feel like my chest is becoming more magnificent.

Some stores are jaw-droppingly large, while others are tiny.

And the fabrics inside were all different from those seen in Korea.

There were many fabrics that are commonly found in our country, but it was not uncommon to find high-end design fabrics that are not easily found.

‘Is this New York… …!’

I thought about the stage costumes and stage direction of Millief that I had imagined in my head and thought about them again.

Emily will take care of the complicated staging part, so now I just need to find the fabric and prepare the actual clothes.

Emily may seem like a blunt person, but Milliff trusts her and entrusts her with work, so there’s no need to worry.

Honestly, I was so busy minding my own business that I actually found Emily’s bluntness to be a good thing.

Why don’t older laundromats do the same?

They don’t ask for my name or write it down anywhere. But even if I go looking for clothes a long time later, they just glance at my face and give me clothes.

I felt that force from Emily too.

So I decided to completely turn off my attention to that. I just chose the fabric and prepared it to suit the production.

So I just focused all my energy on my work.

I roamed New York’s Garment District, hunting down fabrics that would make my millinery shine.

New fabrics keep coming out no matter how much you search for them.

Just like a fish that lived in a narrow river coming out to the sea for the first time, I was able to receive tremendous stimulation by being swept up in the sea of ​​fabric.

* * *

Time flew by.

“Designer Lee. I thought it would be better to use people rather than machines, so I hired actors.”

After about three days, Emily spoke to me in a still curt voice.

But her work was as sure as that of an experienced laundress.

“… … You chose the fabrics well. The colors and patterns are so pleasing to the eye.”

“I walked around the Garment District with my feet swollen looking for this.”

After about five days, Emily spoke to me for the first time about something unrelated to work.

“… … Are you actually making these clothes like this? On the spot?”

“Yes. After doing the fitting, how about doing it like this? What do you think? It’ll be perfect, right?”

“Oh… … .”

After a week, Emily started asking me questions.

Beyond the work he was assigned, he also showed interest in the pictures I was envisioning.

And in the second week… … .

“Designer Lee. If we surround the lights like this and use the main light for Millie in the middle, it will feel really fancy. What do you think?”

“… … !!! This is so great! I’m really bad at lighting… … . Thank you!”

“… … Hmm.”

Emily would seek out things for me without me even asking and give me advice here and there.

Even though she would have a hard time because she would have more work to do, she would still come up to me and suggest new improvements.

So, time passed by in a flash and finally, it was time for rehearsal.

“Wow… … . What is all this?”

Millif looked around the rehearsal space, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

The sight of countless colorful fabrics scattered everywhere gave off an exotic and mysterious atmosphere.

I told her.

“In the actual performance, the fabrics won’t all be visible from the beginning, but will be added one by one to make them more and more extravagant.”

“As expected, Yongwon! I’m already looking forward to it.”

“Are you excited? I’m nervous… … Anyway, let’s give it a try.”

Millif and I exchanged a glance and turned around.

Millief to the stage, I to the audience.

The stage costume I designed this time was actually more appropriately called a stage production than a costume.

And the costume we’re rehearsing today is the most complex and ornate of them all.

Can be everything but nothing.

It can be anything and nothing… … .

Following that concept, I prepared a lot of fabrics and unfinished clothes.

On stage, where she would sing three songs in a row, Millie’s clothes would be torn and re-dressed, and various fabrics would wrap around her body, continuously transforming her.

So, it is like a stage art with the clothes themselves as its theme.

She wears countless colors and styles, but she soon throws them away and gets bored with them.

Maybe that’s the life a pop star lives.

It’s a stage where she could be anything, but that’s why her small and thin body keeps standing out.

This is the solution I found.

It is not just a simple piece of clothing, but a performance in which the clothing itself becomes the stage and tells a story.

To draw this, I tried to look at the ideal type in countless ways. After adding fantasy conditions, I was able to see Millief wrapped in countless fabrics like clothes, and I used all my imagination to change it.

So I can’t help but tremble.

Until now, I just saw and copied, but now I add my imagination and move what I saw to express it on stage.

I don’t know if this will work.

I’m just shaking like crazy, I feel like I’m going to die.

and.

Silence descended upon the chaotic stage,

Under the falling light,

Millif raised his hand.

Thud thud thud thud.

She steps forward confidently. The dress she is wearing is a one-piece dress with gaps in between, as if it were wrapped with tape. Her skin is clearly visible.

However, thanks to the silhouette and volume created by the stiff fabric, the one-piece dress moves like the sail of a sailboat cutting through the waves, giving off a strange charisma.

The prelude flows.

At the very moment when the melody reaches its peak,

Booooooo!

An actor who jumped onto the stage grabbed her clothes and ripped them off. The dress, which was open one by one, was connected with thin threads, and when he roughly pulled on them, Millie’s dress came undone like a roll of toilet paper.

Millie spins around. Just as her underwear is about to be revealed to the world, a yellow cloth falls from the sky and covers her.

She put her head and arms through the hole made between the fabric.

Then a large piece of fabric wrapped itself around her like a dress.

‘I put a lot of effort into sewing to create that fit with that large piece of fabric.’

and,

Millif’s eyes changed.

God has descended.

As the saying goes in our country, the movement and smell of the millipede has completely changed.

Again.

Her steps deviate from the path I had designated.

I ordered a one-act play, and she started to move around the stage as if it were her playground.

Originally, there was a set order to the clothes she was to wear, but she sang powerfully and changed the clothes as she pleased, tearing them and wrapping the fabric around her body again.

As the stage becomes more and more extravagant with piles of fabric and torn clothes, the intensity of the emotions she expresses seems to become thicker and thicker.

“Mr. Lee… … .”

Suddenly, Emily, the stage manager, hugged her shoulders and shuddered.

“Mr. Lee. Did you… plan something like that?”

I could understand the thrill she felt.

Who could call this a rehearsal?

Millif is now on stage painting the world with her own colors.

I was so overwhelmed by her expressiveness and charisma that I just waved my arms in silence.

I don’t know. What is that? … … .

scared.

It was an overwhelming performance, far beyond anything I had ever seen or imagined.

A memory suddenly comes to mind.

One day, Millif spoke about ‘that world’.

‘A world where you can feel the whole world and everything moves at your fingertips, a world that only true geniuses can experience.’

I could be sure.

Now she stands in that world.