Chapter 345 Free Switch
Bang!
A loud noise exploded in Anna Wintour's mind, and she suddenly realized——
Things just happened.
Like countless historical moments, it happened silently without warning. It was not until many years later that I realized that the historical trajectory had completely changed. Looking back over the years, I discovered that that node was the turning point of everything. It was incredible. But of course things have changed.
At this moment, it's the same.
Although Anna knew that Steven and Tom were not interested in fashion at all and that they came with other purposes, she had no intention of taking care of these two fashion outsiders at this time. Quietly, Anna's His eyes followed Anson's footsteps, unable to move away at all, and his heart was beating wildly.
Move, move, just as Anson continued to move forward, the eyes of Anna and Karl Lagerfeld in the first row opposite collided head-on.
Karl Lagerfeld, design director of Chanel, is another big boss at the top of the fashion circle. His influence in the industry is no less than that of Anna.
Their eyes briefly collided. Both of the two bosses were expressionless, but the beauty and brilliance in their eyes completed the exchange tacitly, and their hearts were surging.
Then, they staggered, both landed on Anson, and continued moving forward.
Be it Anna or Karl, one look is enough. They should have the same idea.
Today's Dior show has been noisy since two months ago, and people in the industry can't stop discussing it. Almost half of the top people in the fashion industry have gathered in the show, and thousands of people are watching. Project towards this runway.
In addition, half of the fashion industry’s big bosses were either dismissive or looked on with cold eyes, or were self-righteous or maverick and refused to attend.
But now, Anna is sure of at least one thing:
It's a pity for them to miss this event.
Of course, they will not "miss it" -
After the catwalk, they can view the product catalog, view photos and videos, read news reports, and hear word of mouth from industry insiders Hearing the scene restored, they will not be abandoned by the times; but it is their loss not to be able to witness history up close at the scene.
Since last year's "GQ", the intermittent discussion has not stopped. Is it true that men's fashion is about to usher in a fateful turning point?
At first, it was a joke and a ridicule, and it was not taken seriously at all; then, it was a suspicion and a provocation, and the formal discussion that finally started was still dominated by negative opinions; and then, It is a kind of concern and confusion, and the undercurrent in the industry is about to begin.
However, even so, hesitation, hesitation, confusion and other swinging opinions still dominate the mainstream, including Anna herself, who is not sure——
So, cooperating with Anson is an exploration and an adventure, Anna I want to clear away the fog and find the final answer through my own attempts.
Until now.
Anna knows that change has come.
The melody in my ears is still psychedelic and exciting, breaking through imagination and breaking into reality, "Everyone wants to rule the world..."
Eddie Slimane clearly knows what he's doing and does it extremely well.
......
"Wonderful!"
After turning a corner, Anson entered the backstage, and saw Eddie head-on. He looked over intently, clapped his hands gently, and his eyes bloomed. look.
One look is enough——
To be honest, Anson had no idea.
It's one thing not to be nervous, it's another thing not to be sure how you're going to perform.
This is Anson's first catwalk. Not only does he have to bear Eddie's expectations and bear the heavy responsibility of Dior, he also has to face the onlookers of Steven and Tom.
Everything is full of chaos.
Just now, Anson was so immersed in the role that he had no time to look at the scene. He didn’t even know how many people came to the show, and he didn’t have the intention to pay attention to the positions of Steven and Tom. Everything was chaotic. , naturally there is no way to know how his "audition" performed. Now, getting confirmation from Eddie is undoubtedly good news.
Eddie didn’t say much, but his shy and shy eyes shone brightly, joy and happiness quietly surged between his eyebrows, and he couldn’t control the look he briefly exchanged with Anson. The heart of the earth surged.
However, Anson had no time to exchange pleasantries, and the show continued.
Cowing his head gently, Anson showed a big smile to Eddie and continued to move forward. The catwalk director also silently gave Anson two thumbs up, expressing encouragement and affirmation with a smile. Let Anson's shoulder line relax a little and move forward quickly.
Different from the glamor in the front, the entire backstage seemed crowded and chaotic.
However, there is order in the chaos.
Between the bustling crowds of people, there was still a passage left, ensuring that Anson could pass by the models preparing to take the stage without any hindrance and reach his own exclusive gantry, where an assistant was already waiting.
He was responsible for preparing the next set of clothes. You could see Anson unbuttoning his shirt from a distance; when Anson was in place, he immediately knelt down to help take off his pants.
Up and down, there is a tacit understanding.
Occasionally, by accident, you may take off your underwear down to your ankles; but at the show, everything is busy and chaotic, with no trace of ambiguity or ambiguity at all, because there is no time to quickly put on the underwear again. Put it on, move on to the next outfit, and then you have to go on stage.
Work is work.
The preparations were completed as quickly as possible, but without even a moment to breathe, the stage manager could already be heard calling Anson’s name in front of him.
Three steps and two steps, Anson has returned to the stage entrance again.
Eddie immediately stepped forward to check Anson's clothing matching and styling. At the same time, an assistant was holding a small makeup box and was responsible for wiping sweat, absorbing oil, and touching up makeup, while Anson was responsible for adjusting his breathing. Rhythm.
It had just ended, and the voice of "next standby" came from the front.
One step forward, a slight adjustment——
“Let’s go!”
Then, Anson took the stage again.
As soon as he appeared on the stage, he could feel the air becoming slightly stagnant again. There was no whispering, just the interlacing of eyes and the surge of emotions, but they were crashing down like a stormy wave.
Accident, completely unexpected.
This time, Anson still chose a white and black outfit, but it had a completely different temperament from the first outfit.
In terms of clothing, the choice of shirts and trousers is simply copied and pasted without any new ideas; but what about the same shirt and trousers paired with a leather jacket and leather boots?
The texture of leather suddenly becomes tough.
Different cuts, different lines, different combinations, the whole texture is completely different. The finishing touch is a silk narrow black tie, hanging loosely around the neck, showing a little rebelliousness and laziness.
It was just a change of clothes, and Anson suddenly became dangerous in front of him.
He had been so fragile and lonely just now, but now he seemed like a fallen angel who had broken his chains and spread his wings, licking the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the curve of his half-smile was hidden in the cold and tough facial lines.
Deadly. Danger.
It is unbelievable, but it is indeed happening in front of our eyes, directly showing the charm of fashion, switching in one second.
(End of this chapter)