Fashion & fame

House of fashion

The Baroness is getting ready, she's only thinking about what just happened. She doesn't like it, to be touched by people, she's always been like that. Maybe she's like this because she doesn't want people to see her loving and caring side, she has always been mean because it just works. Everyone does what she says and she has become a powerful woman because of that. She has no idea why she wrapped an arm around y/n, the worst thing is, she didn't mind at all. She took out a dress and puts her make-up on, 'let's pretend the whole morning didn't happen' she walks out heading to the dining room.

'Morning again y/n' 'Morning Baroness' she claps her hands and two butlers come running in, 'Have breakfast served at once, be fast we are already late.' she sits down at the long table, you sit on the other side. 'So, do you think you can finish that dress today?' 'Yeah sure I think I can' the baroness pours you some tea, and she approaches you setting the cup down, 'There you go.' as she turns around and walks back you can't help yourself and stare for a few seconds. The baroness sits down and then the food arrives. 'Breakfast as promised Baroness, I hope everything is to your approval.' The baroness looks at him 'I'll let you know' you take a look at the plates, 'Toast with tomato again how original.' You observe the dramatic reaction, 'If I might ask, why don't you like tomato toast?' The baroness twitches her lips, 'Because I am sick of the sight of it, I have a Michelin star chef in my employment so why am I always eating tomatoes?!' she pushes the plate over to you. 'Here you can eat it.' suddenly she stamps on the ground, 'CHEFS!' You flinch 'Jesus.' you mutter. The two chefs attend at once and face the baroness 'Yes baroness?'

'I don't want tomato on my toast, fetch me toast with avocado, whipped not mushed.' the chef's chefs share a look but bring her toast with avocado whipped not mushed, and the baroness sips her tea. 'So y/n, do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend?' You look confused, 'No I don't, why?' The baroness purses her lips, ' here,' she retrieves a contract slamming it in front of you, 'sign it, now.' you sign it briefly skim read it, and spot a section - one year contract working for Victoria Von Hellman, you hand it back to her. 'So. You're victoria?' The baroness tilts her head, 'I am, but address me baroness please.' You nod. 'Y/n you are an idiot.' At this, you look confused 'Excuse me?'

The baroness laughs. 'I own you now, read the small letters next time.' you merely smile unaffected by her words and you sip your tea. 'Typical.' you both eat and enjoy breakfast until the baroness stands up, and motions for you to follow her.

'I'm just going to the powder room then we can get to work, come with me.' She enters the bathroom adjusting her make-up. 'You don't need to wear makeup baroness, I think you're beautiful without it.' She looks at your reflection in the mirror. 'You haven't seen me without make-up.' you smile 'Remember this morning, I did.' The baroness continues to apply her makeup. 'I'm already old dear, I want to look stunning regardless.' Standing behind her you take a risk, placing your hand on her shoulder. 'Baroness I don't look at you and see "old", you're beautiful.' The baroness smiles genuinely. 'Come, let's go.' you both head to the limousine and you hold the door open for her. 'My lady' when you arrive at work you start to work on your design and the baroness heads to the office. Around lunch, you finished and head up to the baroness's office. You walk in and you show her the dress. 'It's beautiful my new signature piece.'

'I've done it again.' you look confused, 'You? You mean me' the baroness twitches her lips 'No me, as long as you don't work for me you're basically dust' You change your tone. 'You don't see me as a person with feelings do you?' 'I'm just a pawn in your little game.' the baroness regrets it, 'I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that..' 'Fuck you, baroness! I hope you win with MY work!' The baroness looks stressed 'Fuck!!' you storm out of her office heading home, you catch a taxi and go to your little apartment. 'I'll let the baroness see what I can do.' you started making a whole plan, you'll make a better design than you did for the baroness. You will defeat her in the fashion duel. You start to sketch wildly, and start a circle of crying and sketching the whole day. You liked the baroness. The Baroness, didn't even see you as a person, this pisses you off. It's late and you're still sketching and deciding which fabric to select, it MUST be perfect.