Reborn Hollywood Ladies

Chapter 220 Barolo and the Pirates
Janet arrived at her home in Beverly Hills, Hollywood on Friday night, and she will be reunited with her parents at their home in New York tomorrow with her daughter as agreed.

Seeing Zeni, she looked at him from head to toe several times with some pity, and forced to look at a certain forensic doctor who had always been thick and dark, and then found an excuse to escape.

"That's good, Zeny, why didn't you guys really have a wonderful relationship?"

Laila, who was laughing about Zeni's defeat and escape, finally understood why she stared at him when she heard what her mother said.

After thinking about it, she said, "Maybe the channel of the soul is different."

It's a very pretentious sentence, and Janet, who is romantic by nature, prefers this set: "You are right, love always comes quietly when you are not paying attention, and then leaves in a daze when you are not ready " She didn't know what to think of, and her beautiful eyes were misty like a layer of fog.

Lila didn't want to see her like this, so she immediately found a topic to attract her attention: "By the way, how about the latest designs? There will be another fashion week in a few months, are you ready?"

Unexpectedly, when this point was mentioned, Janet became even more frustrated: "No, I may have run out of inspiration, and none of the designs I drew satisfies me. Are you saying that I don't have the talent to be a designer? ?”

"How could it be?" Laila smiled and hugged her from behind: "You are the mother of the genius Laila Moran, who dares to say that you have no talent? If you grow a brand to Now it’s called untalented, so what should those talented designers be called?”

Janet was amused by her, and stretched out her hand to pinch her cheek: "You are the only one who can talk."

"Where's your design? Show it to me." Laila knew that she had the habit of carrying it with her.

"Okay." Janet took out a stack of design drafts from the large briefcase she carried with her: "Look."

Lila received it in her hand, and flipped through a few pages: "Why haven't you lost your interest in retro?" This period of persistence is really long enough, three full fashion weeks, right?

Janet pouted: "I just like it. Those factors always appear in my mind, and nothing else can make me interested."

"I remember that you used to combine several other styles into the retro style, isn't it okay this time?" After looking at a few designs, Laila also felt that the level was indeed lower than her previous ones.Perhaps the finished product is not bad, but for Janet who has strict requirements, it becomes a design that cannot be sold.

"No." Janet pulled out a few design drafts: "Look, I combined some bohemian and British styles, but the results are not satisfactory."

"Hmm..." Laila's eyes flickered for a moment, "Have you ever thought about trying the Barolo style?"

"Barolo?" Janet was stunned: "Why do you think of Barolo? You know that Barolo is all softer and softer colors, such as pink, cream, light yellow and champagne. I'm afraid it can't be integrated with retro, right?"

Laila smiled: "Not all of them, there are also white and gold ones, can't they be used properly? And I think lace and pleats are very suitable for women, don't they?"

Janet frowned and thought for a moment: "You're right. Barolo..."

While muttering, she pulled out a pencil and drew quickly on the blank sheet of paper.First draw the outline of a human body, and then add some clothing accessories on it.

After constructing a design with a few strokes, Janet picked it up and looked at it from a distance, then put it in front of her and looked at it: "Is this so?"

Lyra heard the question in her voice and knew that the finished design did not satisfy her.So she took down the design draft, then took a pencil and made some changes in some places of the design.

The most notable feature of the Barolo style is the soft and complicated design, pursuing a soft and delicate sentiment.Lace, ruffles, bows, ribbons, flowers, and ruffles were lavishly used, and Barolo was unmistakable.

Leila kept the lace, ruffles, and ruffles, but changed the sleeves to puff sleeves, adding triangles and ruched blouses.

"How do you feel about this?"

Janet's eyes sparkled: "Honey, are you a pirate?"

"That's right, don't you think it's fun to mix these together?" Laila put the design draft in her hands with a smile.

"Yes, you are right, this is so perfect!" Janet held the design draft fondly, feeling like a volcano about to erupt in her mind, with unstoppable inspiration surging outward. "Honey, you are my angel!"

She hugged Laila's head, kissed it hard, and then rushed into the study with the design draft and file bag.

Laila touched the kissed cheek and smiled thoughtfully.

Maybe today is just a coincidence, but even if there is no such thing as mother not being able to find inspiration, she will switch to another way to expose her to the pirate style.Because the plan hidden deep in her heart still needs her mother to help her a little bit.

Inspiration is a wonderful thing, if you look for it deliberately, it will hide and make you despair.But when you encounter the opportunity of being hit on the head by an apple like Newton, the inspiration will come suddenly, making you feel refreshed all over your body with [-] pores.

Janet is being baptized by the tide of inspiration. Starting from home, to boarding the plane, and then returning to her home in New York by car, the pen in her hand never stops.There are more and more design drafts in her briefcase, and they all poured out like they don't want money.

"What's wrong with her?" Seeing Janet's appearance, grandma pulled Lila aside strangely and asked.

"Inspiration came." The unfilial girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

Grandma shook her head helplessly: "Why are you doing this again? The last time I was so stupid was when I was about to get married."

Who that was to marry, Lyra could guess on her knees.

The old man was unhappy behind: "Don't mention that bastard in front of me!"

"Those who have passed away, forget about those things." Grandma patted his hand reassuringly.

"Hmph." The old man snorted, turned his head aside and walked upstairs: "Laila, follow me to the study."

"Understood." Laila stuck out her tongue mischievously at grandma, and seeing her laugh, she followed grandpa's footsteps to the study.

As soon as she entered the door, she heard the old man asking her angrily: "What plan are you talking about? What's going on?"

　Mom went to work at school, and Lao Zhuang remembered that it was time to start school again.

　　Hey, I think of when I was in school, I always squeezed my homework to the last few days to write.Then the most difficult thing is to find a friend to copy when you are in school ╮(╯▽╰)╭

　　
　
(End of this chapter)