“The FIFI design studios were huge and had everything a designer could want: hundreds of threads, needles, and top-of-the-line sewing machines. “The train on the cape makes all the difference,” Mickey told him. “Told ya so,” JC said, making some quick adjustments on the hem. “It’ll be such a wow moment.” The FIFI gala was just a few hours away, and backstage was bustling with activity. Designers were doing last-minute fittings; models were getting changed and having their hair and ma...keup done; and photographers were snapping it all. “How is our FAB team doing?” Mr. Kaye asked, finding them in the crowd of students. “Great—and right on schedule,” Mickey answered, checking a list on her clipboard. “My mom is doing the models’ makeup, and JC is on accessory patrol.” JC held up a black leather bootie. “Does this say superhero—or style zero?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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