The Fashion Designer

CHAPTER ONE

Zoe
Thursday
May 1st, 2017
Noon

I was sitting at my desk working on a new line when my supervisor and bestfriend came in.

Ms. Rose: Ms. Matthews, how's your new line coming?

Me: Its alright. I have four more articles of clothing left but I dont know what to do for those.

Ms. Rose: Well let me see your work.

She sat infront of my desk and crossed her thick thighs. I handed her my stack of colorful sketch works. She began nodding in approval.

Ms. Rose: Yes. I like these. I will definitely be buying something from this line. I believe this is your best work.

I smiled.

Me: Thank you.

Ms. Rose: Have you considered swimsuits?

I bit my lip thinking about it.

Me: Hm. Surprisingly not.

Ms. Rose: I would do swimsuits. Maybe it could be strapped to form x's in the front and in the back would be a large one.

I began to picture it in my head.

Me: Ooo, yes. I like that. What about a white and black one?

I grabbed a sticky note and wrote down her idea in the most detailed form.

Ms. Rose: Glad you do and yes. The most simple colors are the beautifulest.

Me: What about a tracksuit. Not just any but it'll have checkard designs on the sides on the jacket and pants. They'll fit comfortable and be low cropped.

Ms. Rose: Now we're talking! What about a plain white with white and black checkards then a plain black with black and red checkards.

Me: I swear, your a dream come true.

She laughed and playfully rolled her eyes.

Ms. Rose is my supervisor but also my bestfriend. I've been working for her for three years but known her for four. When I came to work for her, our friendship became stronger because I get to annoy her everyday and love it.

Ms. Rose: Of course.

We laughed and I quickly jotted down the idea.

Ms. Rose: I'm pretty sure your beautiful mind can come up with two more ideas alone. I have a meeting to attend. When your finished let me see then we'll head out to lunch.

Me: Awesome sauce now get outta my sight. Your yellowness is blinding me.

Her eyes went into slits making me laugh.

Ms. Rose: Keep on and imma push you out the window.

Me: See your just so mean to me.

She flipped me off as she walked out my office mumbling making me laugh. I shook my head and got back to work.

I bit my lip as I thought about my beautiful foreign daughter. She loves fashion and I want her to help me with a look. My ideas, she helps me come up with them.