NovelAppChapter 1202 Arabella glanced up, "Your nis Sheila?" "Yes." Sheila tilted her chin slightly, as if waiting for Arabella's guidance.
“The third place winner of last year's Astronisia Design Competition, right?" Everyone was surprised that Arabella even knew about this, even Sheila's haughty eyes showed a hint of surprise, "Have you been following this competition?" "You've regressed." Arabella was flipping through the design draft in her hand, her voice indifferent, "With your level last year, this year shouldn't be like this." Just as Sheila was about to speak, Arabella picked up a pen next to her and started making changes directly on the original draft.
“This dress's shoulder lace is superfluous. Not many people can pull it off. If you want to keep the lace, consider something like this." Arabella drew the new lace design, and the dress immediately looked more refined.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“This way, it doesn't look old-fashioned. Also, the waist section, which you think is a major highlight of the dress, will make the wearer look bulky, as if pregnant. If you want to win with waist design, consider these few types." Arabella swiftly sketched several waist designs on the draft, instantly making it more eye-catching.
Everyone around was stunned. They hadn't expected her to cup with so many designs in such a short time, let alone her excellent drawing skills, which were obviously professional.
Compared to hers, Sheila's previous drafts were an absolute disaster.
“Your original color schis too oppressive. If you switch to these three contrasting colors, it will look classy, fashionable, and eye-catching." Arabella sketched a few strokes again, and a chic, beautiful dress emerged on the paper.
Sheila was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She couldn't believe that Arabella could transform the dress into something so stunning.
She had thought her design draft was perfect and that Arabella wouldn't be able to find a single flaw.
But to her surprise, under Arabella's alterations, her original draft was simply trash.
Sheila couldn't hear what Arabella said next. Her mind went blank until a round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd, and she slowly cback to her senses.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmArabella had already finished modifying the draft and handed it to her.
Sheila didn't know how she reached out to take it, or how she flipped through these drafts, each page leaving her in awe.
One after another, people in the crowd were taking out their drafts, hoping for Arabella’s guidance.
A few employees were still inquiring about Arabella's identity.
When Romeo returned from a phone call, he saw his girl surrounded by people, his gaze instantly softened.
"Mrs. McMillian, can you helplook at this? | always feel that there is something wrong with these designs, but | can't put my finger on it." “Can you look at mine? | drew several designs in one go when | was inspired this morning, but now that I've calmed down, they seer mediocre. | don't know what the problem is." “I'm quite satisfied with my drafts, but | don't know if they can be made more stunning. Mrs. McMillian, could you please helpidentify any shortcomings?" People were asking Arabella for advice, and Arabella, with patience, picked up her pen and helped them make improvements page by page.
“Oh my God, | never thought that the neckline could be changed like this, it's so beautiful" “Having Mrs. McMillian make these changes, | suddenly feel | don't deserve to be a designer." “Mrs. McMillian, how do you have so many inspirations in your mind? It seems endless." “Yeah, originally we racked our brains to cup with these, but after you made changes, we realized these clothes could be designed to be so stunning." “Mrs. McMillian must be a big shot in the design world, right? Your level is even better than many designers.”
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