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The allegra biscotti Collection by Olivia Bennett |
Meet Emma Rose!
I found this book in the library in New York City and i tought :
Maybe i should read it!
Emma Rose is SO not a diva.
She doesn't want her turn on the catwalk -
She'd rather be behind the scenes creating
fabulous outifts! So when a famous fashionista
discovers Emma's desings and offers her to
opportunity of a lifetime - a feature in Madison
magazine (squeal!) - Emma sort of, well, panics.
She has only one option : to create a secret identity.
And so Allegra Biscotti is born.
Prologue
Definitley the faux-fur scarf. But not in teal... maybe an eggplant with silver flecks would work.
She quikle sketched the scarf onto the heave white paper.
As her pencil danced across the page, the whole world faded away. At least
for a minute or two.
She glanced up, scanning the breathing-room-only subway car.
Person to person, outfit to outfit, her eyes jumped around like a robotic
scanning device in a science-fiction movie.
Colors, patterns, fabrix, textures, and shapes leaped out at her.
Turquoise set against a richt chocolate brown. A collar the same acid-green color
and gnarly texture of Oscar the Grouch. A perfectly cut A-line skirt that hit just the right
place, wher the thigh curves in slightly. Black over hot-pink tights. She never stopped
at the faces. It wasn't about the faces. It was all about the clothes.
Always had been..
This is a piece of the prologue.
It is all about the clothes!
Maybe , if you love fashion and clothes, you should read this book, and YOUR world will fade away while reading it..
xoxo
Nikki