Chapter 58: The Sting of Defeat

It was the final day of the competition. All the clothes would be judged, and only one person would emerge a winner.

Emily arrived very early. Byron lent her his car, while Katie came along to help with the clothes. They unloaded everything swiftly and efficiently, hanging the clothes on a wheeled rack provided for the contestants. They took the elevator up, and then rolled the clothes into the big room where the models awaited.

Inside, it was pure chaos. Everyone else seemed to have gotten there even earlier, and designers were running around making adjustments while the models were being fussed over by hair stylists.

Emily saw there was a section assigned to her with mirrors and makeup tables. The models who gathered there seemed underwhelmed by the selection of clothes she brought.

"Hi ladies," Emily said, "Please continued with your hair and makeup. There's no rush."

"This is going to make me look like Raggedy Ann," one of them muttered under her breath.

It was true that the