Chapter 621： 1 man

621 a man

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In Manhattan in August, the sun was like fire, and the sunlight that almost condensed into reality was like a stream, submerging the entire Manhattan. It seems to be the hottest summer in New York City that Katherine Bell can remember. It is now the end of August, and the shadow of the cool autumn in September can already be seen. I don't want the weather to be so hot. Walking on the street, the bright sun makes people feel dizzy, and the large shopping malls and office buildings on both sides of the street are all central air conditioners. The rumbling sound of the refrigerator ran through the streets and alleys, creating a disturbing noise.

Catherine Bell walked out of the new gallery behind her, stood at the entrance of Mén and looked left and right, and walked along Eighty-sixth Street towards Fifth Avenue. Although the weather is hot today, Catherine Bell decided to go out for a stroll, which is considered a walk and a rest for the brain. Recently, in order to catch up with the brand design, Catherine Bell's studio at 11 Prince Street has been bored for more than a week and has not come out. If she doesn't come out again, she feels that she is going to get moldy, so today she plans to go to the Museum of Modern Art.

The Museum of Modern Art on Fifty-third Street is undergoing renovations, and part of its collection is now headed to the Long Island area in Queens for an exhibition. Kathryn Bell walked along Fifth Avenue and came to the new gallery to take a look.

It is said that the mind is calm and naturally cool. In the hot summer, savoring art exhibitions and strolling in the promenade of history and art really makes people settle down naturally. Even after leaving the new gallery, the stillness in my heart still makes people feel refreshed, at least not like passers-by looking for a building where they can escape the summer heat and running wild under the sun.

It's some distance from Eleven Princes Street, but Catherine Bell isn't going to take a taxi home. She plans to walk down the street until she's tired before getting on the bus, or it's okay to take the subway.

The four major fashion weeks showcasing next year's summer fashion trends have been confirmed. Paris Fashion Week will open on October 7, and the entire fashion week will last for one week. London Fashion Week precedes it, followed by Milan Fashion Week and New York Fashion Week.

Because of Evan Bell's relationship, Catherine Bell got a little help from Karl Lagerfeld, plus James Frank's operations in Europe, Kathryn Bell has been confirmed to be in Paris Fashion Week. Official debut, she designed Eleven Design's first men's collection is about to hit the big stage of the world's attention. Now that the stage has been set up, it's up to Catherine Bell to achieve what she can achieve. Browser: No Ads, Full Text, More

When choosing a fashion week, New York from Kathryn Bell is the most convenient choice, but New York is too commercial and too life-like, and Kathryn Bell finally gave up. London is too bold, showing adventure and experimentation; as for Milan, it is a stage for showcasing skills, and it also prefers local Italian designers. So, Catherine Bell finally chose Paris. This fashion week, known as "showing dreams", not only leads the world's popularity, but also a feast for fashion designers from all over the world.

New York showcases business, Milan showcases craftsmanship, London showcases courage, and Paris showcases dreams. Catherine Bell chose Paris, can her dream come true?

Catherine Bell thought about her own design. The design concept based on Evan Bell was determined as early as March. After that, Catherine Bell analyzed everything she knew about her son and integrated it into into all her designs. Of course, the design is not all Evan Bell's temperament, Catherine Bell also made a bold attempt to design, and further deepened some elements, and finally determined the design concept.

To be precise, Catherine Bell determined the design concept of Eleven's first menswear series, which is also the "brand concept" on which the brand "Eleven" will survive. Therefore, Catherine Bell was very cautious, and it took more than two months of repeated revisions before and after the final inspiration was determined in countless design schemes.

After that, Kathryn Bell's design work went very smoothly. In order to get on the Paris Fashion Week, Kathryn Bell needed to have enough design to cope with the catwalk, and also have the main design, including the grasp of the trend of chūn summer next year. From the end of last year to the present, more than eight months have passed, and Katherine Bell's design work has finally ended.

At present, most of the designs have been put into production by James Frank. Paris Fashion Week kicked off in early October. Catherine Bell estimates that she will fly to Paris in September to organize the catwalk. After the design work is over, it is time to select models and supervise the catwalk. It is estimated that there is still no time to rest. Therefore, Catherine Bell chose to hang out today.

The past year and a half have been very busy, but Catherine Bell prefers to use the word fulfillment to describe her, she is very happy and enjoys life now. No matter what achievements the "Eleven" brand can achieve after its launch, as the two sons said at the beginning, enjoying the process is the most important, isn't it?

Although the high temperature in August makes people irritable, Catherine Bell is very relaxed on the way home Let Kathryn Bell love it more.

At sunset, Catherine Bell realized that she had walked back from Fifth Avenue, and the familiar scene of Prince Street came into view. Although it is not far from the midtown to the lower city, Catherine Bell was immersed in her own thoughts and walked back comfortably, not realizing the passage of time. Catherine Bell couldn't help but let out a smile.

The sunset in New York is always not deep enough. The blood-like sky is mixed with the blue color of reinforced concrete, which is closer to the egg yolk. A thin layer of gold powder was spread on the lime-colored ground with the warm yellow color, covering the slightly dark buildings on both sides of Princes Street with a layer of gauze.

Under the setting sun, a man stood at the entrance of No. 11, Prince Street. It was ten years in the distant past that I captured the memory picture buried in the stretch. The gray-black figure on the ground is so long.

Catherine Bell's toes stood on the top of the shadow, stopped, raised her drooping eyes, and looked up along the shadow. This long shadow took her memory back twenty-two years leisurely. forward. It was also such an evening, and such a long and deep shadow.

It was a pair of black, slightly upturned pointed leather shoes. The toe was not sharp, with a slightly curved pointed toe. It was not exaggerated when it was slightly raised, but it was slightly youthful and flamboyant. The huā pattern on the upper is more like a totem. It can be seen that it is handmade cowhide, and its value cannot be judged, but it will definitely not be a discounted product in the shopping mall.

The azure blue cotton suit is not a traditional fabric, but more like a fabric that is only used for casual suits. The material is very good, and it glows faintly under the warm yellow sunset. The deep navy blue had a hint of black, but in the setting sun, it still showed the original blue color, not old-fashioned.

Judging from his son and shoes, this man should be around forty years old, and the exact age depends on the clothes. Above the kù, the man's left hand was holding a bunch of roses, the bright red color was blooming under the setting sun, and the beautiful face almost made all the surrounding scenery lose their color.

The rose huā set off the light gray shirt, the thin gray color outlines the solid figure of the man, but the slightly dark gray color also shows the man's true age, it should be over forty years old. Although the silver cufflinks on the cuffs are of good quality, they lack some elegance, at least this man is not a noble.

On top of the red roses, the handsome face with deep facial features reflects the red color of the setting sun, and the shadow covers most of the face, but you can still see the full forehead, handsome eyebrows, smart eyes, and tǐng pulls. The nose, the corners of the mouth, and the beard of the vicissitudes of life. Although it is from the side, the publicity that has settled between the eyebrows is still clearly visible. It can be felt that a man was unruly when he was young, but at this age, he has gradually calmed down, but the slight pulsation between his eyebrows can still show the traces of his youth. That brown hair was slightly curly, casual and tingly, fluttering slightly under the evening breeze.

The man seemed to be aware of Catherine Bell's scrutiny, and he couldn't help turning his head. The handsome face immediately appeared in front of Catherine Bell. The smile on the corner of his mouth was calm and unrestrained, and the warm yellow color of the setting sun reflected in his eyes, which made people unable to help sinking.

Catherine Bell stood stiffly, completely stunned. The memory of twenty-two years ago surrounded her in an instant, and then engulfed her. The blood-like sunset dyed all the memories red at this moment, which made her lose all her ability to think, and her whole brain seemed to be It froze for a moment. It's him!

"Miss Bell..." The man said in a moving voice, still with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He called me 'Miss Bell', Miss Bell... Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous He called me Miss Bell!" Catherine Bell sneered and shouted in her heart, but she couldn't do anything reaction. Her memory went back to twenty-two years ago. It was too far away. She struggled in her memory, and there was no way to respond even if she went back to the present.

twenty-two years. Catherine Bell suddenly realized how ridiculous she was. Even after 22 years, she was still powerless to resist, still like a young nv who didn't do anything, still like an idiot.

"Go away!" Catherine Bell found that she could finally move, and when the man in front of him stretched out the rose in his hand, Catherine Bell almost shouted out with a roar. After shouting, she found that she was back to normal, so she shouted again, "Go away!" Then she took the rose from the man's hand and smashed it hard at the man's handsome face, flying all over the sky. The rose carries a tragic làng under the setting sun. But for Catherine Bell, it means nothing. She stepped forward without any hesitation and passed by the man, resolutely, without any hesitation, without any weakness, without any nostalgia.

"I'm no longer the young nv of twenty-two years ago, absolutely not!"

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