Chapter 949


    Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 949


    Thepetition was a grouppetition with unique regtions. The organizer called in a few models


    with unusual body shapes, and they would be allocated to each team. The teams were supposed to


    custom design clothes for their respective model, with the aim of downying their shorings and


    showcasing their strengths.


    So, that effectively removed all the designers’ models, including Sally, from thepetition for that


    round.


    Sally went up to Natalie and pouted, “Thispetition is too tough, Nat!”


    Natalie nodded in agreement, saying, “Indeed. They don’t set a theme but instead request we design


    ording to our model’s strengths and weaknesses. That means the creations will be so varied in style


    and difficult topare. Also, if the style does not suit that particr model, no matter how brilliant the


    design is, that creation would end up losing points and lowering the team’s average score.”


    Designers prided themselves on their sense of style, and when they conceptualized a design, it was not


    meant for people with imperfect body shapes or proportions. In fact, they often did not want such people


    to wear their clothes so as not to ruin their designs.


    More importantly, they felt having imperfect people wear their clothes would degrade their image and


    brand.


    As such, most of the top designers in the world had not designed with imperfection in mind. The unique


    regtion was a real test for them, and many were deeply troubled by it.


    Natalie was no exception, and even her mentor Mercede had not done any customized designs for such


    people before.


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    Their inexperience in designing for such people was not because of discrimination or snobbishness, but


    rather due tock of exposure. In the fashion world, they had never had models with unusual body


    shapes, and even the sketches they studied drew tall andnky models. Moreover, they were mentored


    by top designers, and with that background, the clients they were exposed to were the rich and famous,


    who were usually very image-conscious. These people rarely allowed their bodies to get out of shape.


    “My goodness! Can you feel it, Nat? The atmosphere is so solemn and gloomy!” Sally rubbed her arms


    and dered.


    Natalie was tickled by her expression andughed. “Of course. How can it be otherwise? All of us have


    never designed with that requirement in mind, so basically, everyone is panicking inside, not knowing


    what to do now! A designer and his or her modelplement one another. A great model can inspire the


    designer, and without one, some designers mayck inspiration and end up with a mental block.”


    “That’s true! From what I see now, all of them are in that uninspired state,” Sally concurred.


    “It can’t be helped! Designers have too high an expectation for aesthetics and cannot tolerate


    imperfection. If they cannot ovee that and learn to ept and embrace imperfections, it will be


    difficult for them to get their creative juices flowing,” Natalie stated with a sigh.


    “What about you, Nat? Do you have any inspirations?” Sally asked.


    Natalie shrugged and confessed, “No, not yet. I don’t know which model will be working with Team A


    yet.”


    She turned her gaze toward the few models on stage and studied them, taking note of all their special


    features. One was a dwarf slightly over three feet tall, while another model was a pair of conjoined twins


    sharing a body. There was also a model with half of her body wasted due to muscr atrophy.


    The organizer was really cruel yet brilliant to havee up with such a special requirement for that


    round ofpetition. It would be an incredibly challenging test for all the designers.


    Soon, it was time for the team leader of every team to head onto the stage for a random draw that would


    determine the model their team would get.


    Under the intense gaze of her teammates, a highly-pressured Eleanor, the team leader of Team A, went


    up for the draw.


    “Nat, look at her! She looks like she’s heading to the gallows!” Sally gleefully jested.


    “Poor Eleanor! She’s under a lot of pressure, worried she’ll be med if she gets a difficult model,”


    Nataliemented as she watched with her arms folded across her chest.


    Sally made a funny face and remarked, “In my opinion, that’s such an unnecessary worry. Although the


    models on stage have different body imperfections, it’s equally challenging to design for any one of them,


    so it makes no difference which model she gets.”


    “No, the rest are equally difficult, but one is especially so,” Natalie said, her gaze set on the conjoined


    twins.