Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 95 Clothes

"Angie, your hat." David, who was looking in the rearview mirror, reminded the girl when she was about to get out of the car.

"Hat?" Angela touched her head. The white wide-brimmed hat that she rarely wore once was tilted to one side, and it might fall off her head if she didn't pay attention.

"Thank you, David." The girl smiled, put on her hat, said goodbye to the driver, and jumped out of the car.Although she had already arrived relatively early, there were already many people active on campus at this time. Angela pulled down the edge of her hat, walking carefully on the road with a thieves' appearance.

After walking a small path, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder, which startled her, and turned her head to see Lilith standing behind her with a smile on her face.

"Wow, Lilith, you scared me." Angela said angrily.

"Scared you? Why? Are there bad guys chasing you?" Lilith joked. "It's rare that you wear a hat to school. I thought you would never do that."

"Do you think I don't look good with this combination?" Angela asked, staring into her eyes.

"How come, your taste has always been good, everyone thinks so, except Viki and the others." Lilith shrugged.

Her expression didn't change much, so Angela was somewhat relieved, but she was a little bit unwilling, well, junior high school students probably don't read newspapers.

"Let's go, let's go, go to the classroom Lilith, today

What is the first class? "

"French class."

"Oh, my God, I don't like French class."

"No, no, it's not that you don't like French class. Your French is better than all of us. It's Miss Martha you don't like."

"Hey honey, that's what you said, and I didn't say anything."

"Well, I said it, I-said it! Is that all right?"

The two entered the teaching building talking and laughing and came to the front of the classroom. Just as they were about to enter the door, a deliberately exaggerated tone sounded behind them: "Wow~Wow~Wow! Look, look! Today the sun is from From the west?"

Needless to say, she knew who it was. Angela rolled her eyes, but she still turned around and greeted politely: "Hi, good morning, Vicky." At the same time, there were Marcie, Anna, Shalin and Pari beside her. , Well, the beauty gang, as always, dress up very seductively.But Lilith wasn't as good-tempered as she was, she just glanced at them and didn't speak.

"I have to tell you, Miss Angela, you used the wrong word, it's morning, it's already past the morning category." Vicky still raised her proud little chin.

"Okay, good morning, Vicky." Angela shrugged.

Vicky didn't answer, but walked around her, and then said with her characteristic picky accent: "It's really rare, Angela, you can also wear a Moschino hat, but it's a pity that you don't know what brand it is. The clothes have ruined its temperament, if I were you, I would put it away immediately."

But Angela's next words almost made her vomit blood: "My hat is from Moschino? What brand is that?" As if on purpose, she took off her own hat and looked it over carefully. Vicky turned pale with anger, snorted, turned around and wiped her body and walked into the classroom. Her girlfriends followed suit and snorted, and then walked past Angela before entering the classroom.

"Angie, I think you may have gotten into trouble," Lilith said with some concern, "Although I don't like Vicky very much, I'm afraid she won't be reconciled if you play tricks on her favorite thing like this."

"But," Angela spread her hands innocently, "I really don't know what brand Moschino is on."

"Really?" Lilith opened her eyes wide.

"Of course, why should I lie to you." The girl shrugged.

"What about Alice_and_olivia? What about Michael_kors? What about Vintage_Ralph_Lauren?" After Angela shook her head, Lilith looked at her like a monster: "God, don't you never go shopping or buy clothes?"

"Almost, of course, I also know a few clothing brands, such as Chanel, Versace or Armani..." Angela said hurriedly, but Lily interrupted unceremoniously: "If you don't know these, then you must It's from Mars!"

After a pause, she continued: "Angie, you are the strangest girl I have ever seen, you almost, oh, no, never wear any jewelry, you don't even have pierced ears, and you have hardly seen you Wearing a skirt, and now you say you never go shopping, but you have a very unique vision."

Lilith sighed and touched her forehead: "To be honest, I really don't know how to describe you."

"Then don't describe it anymore, okay, let's go into the classroom quickly, don't stand outside." Angela put on her hat again, and pushed her into the classroom.

Vicki, who had already sat down and was chatting happily with her friends, immediately turned to one side with a cold face when she saw her. Angela and Lilith didn't care, and sat down on the other side.

"Well, Angie, how about going shopping with me on the weekend, we can go to Sunset Avenue, even if it's not for sale, it's not bad." Lilith suggested.

"Is it the weekend? But I still have a lot of things to do..." Angela wanted to refuse. She had always been lacking in interest in shopping, looking at clothes and cosmetics.

"Hi, Angie, good morning." A girl came over, sat down beside Angela, and greeted her.

"Hi, Sally, good morning." Angela smiled back, but was immediately pulled over by Lilith, so she didn't realize that Sally sat down and stared at herself intently.

"Angie, you have such a good eye, and you wear clothes that match well. If you have a better understanding of clothes, then maybe you can be a fashion designer in the future." Lilith continued to persuade.

"Don't praise me so much, Lilith," Angela stuck out her tongue, "I can just look at it, give advice, etc. If you ask me to design clothes, it will kill me. My vision is not as good as my mother's." One-third of that."

"Is your mother a fashion designer?" Lilith asked.

"Well..." Angela thought for a while, "Let's count as half of it. Sometimes I will be a costume designer."

"It's hard for me to imagine, Angie, your mother can be a guest costume designer, you also have a private car to pick you up, and you are not poor, but why do you never go shopping for clothes? You can't even tell the brand of the clothes?" Lilith laughed Said.

"Why go to the store to buy clothes, can't you just ask them to come back and make them?" Angela shrugged.

Lilith frowned, and then showed a surprised expression: "Please come back and do it? Angie, don't you want to say that your clothes are all handmade?!"

"Yeah, my mother seldom goes out to buy clothes. Most of them draw designs and send them to some companies for modification, and then come to tailor the clothes. Our clothes are made in this way. Oh, this hat is My godfather bought it for me." Angela nodded and explained, then looked at Lilith, her eyes were a little straightened, and she hurriedly waved in front of her: "Hey, are you okay?"

"Me? Oh, it's okay." Lilith swallowed hard, "Angie... do you know the names of the companies that make clothes for your family?"

"I didn't ask," Angela shrugged, "You know I don't know much about these brands." Then she pulled up her jeans as if she remembered something, and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, yes , these jeans are made by Armani."

"Armani?" Poor Lilith was almost speechless, "Angie, don't you know that Armani has never had a jeans brand."

"No? But I have several." Angela blinked incomprehensibly. She definitely didn't do it on purpose. After all, it's impossible for an nerd to know and understand all brands like a shopaholic. She Although she also knew what handmade clothes represented, she also took it for granted that students studying in private schools should be rich, so it is normal for rich people to have dozens of sets of such clothes.

Lilith almost fainted. She always thought that Angela was just an ordinary middle-class girl like herself, and she was cute and amiable, very likable, so she became friends with her, but now However, this change is far from over. Sally, who had been sitting next to Angela, suddenly pulled the girl: "Anji, can you take off your hat?"

"What's wrong?" Angela took off her hat as she said, and looked at her.

Sally's eyes were shining, she looked at Angela sideways, and finally exclaimed excitedly: "You are that genius girl in Hollywood, aren't you!" The voice was so loud that the other girls in the classroom attention was also attracted.

"Sally, what are you talking about?" asked a girl on the other side.

"Don't you all read the newspaper? The Los Angeles Times the day before yesterday!" Sally exclaimed excitedly, then looked for it in her bag, then threw it on the desk with a snap, flipped to the entertainment page a few times, and lifted Stand up and face everyone: "Look, who would it be if it wasn't Angela!" Even with creases on it, the bust of the girl is very clear.