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FLASHBACK — NORTH HOLLYWOOD, CA, 1976
8-year-old isabella monroe laid in her bedroom, flipping through her mother's vogue magazines. as she turned the pages of the magazines, she admired the different outfits that the models wore, each one different as she turned the page. she had always thought about how beautiful the designs were and the thought of designing clothing had often crossed her mind.
"bella, i thought i had told you to get ready." lisa said as she entered the young girl's bedroom. as bella walked to her closet, her mother noticed the magazines and smiled. "i didnt know you liked vogue."
"how do designers design such pretty dresses?" bella said as she walked out of her bathroom and sat in her vanity as lisa began to do her hair. "the fabrics they use and the colors are so beautiful."
"well, think of fashion designers as artists. all artists need inspiration and many of these designers get their inspiration from different people, places, and sometimes objects around them." lisa explained to her daughter. "they also try to fit a certain color scheme by using similar fabrics for their designs."
"mom, who designed your dress?" bella said as she sat in her vanity chair, examining the fabric of her mother's dress.
"this is a de la renta." lisa smiled as she stood in front of her daughter and modeled the dress for her. "he's a popular designer."
"i really like the fabric he used." bella smiled as she admired her mother's expensive de la renta. the little brunette's smile faded as she looked at her dress. "i wish i was wearing a dress like that."
"when you get older and when you start going to parties, you'll need a dress like this one." lisa smiled. "there's gonna come a time where you're gonna outgrow these little dresses and you'll start using designer, maybe for a party or even for your senior prom."
"when i grow up, i wanna be a designer or work for a designer." bella smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. "but i mainly want to design."
"i'm sure you will, honey." lisa smiled. "and who knows? maybe one day, i might be wearing something from you collection."
"i'll call it "bella" just like me." bella giggled as she stood up from her vanity and walked downstairs.
"you can call it whatever you want because you'll be calling the shots." lisa smiled. "one day."
