Gives a signal.
The music resumes.
And then I see...
Her.
In a dreamy azure-blue evening gown, Sky steps onto the stage. Shoulders pushed back, her gaze determinedly fixed on the audience, she starts walking.
Her open hair sways to the rhythm of her steps, the dress clings to her long legs. The high slit reveals the golden strap stilettos with each stride, and the fabric, attached like a cape to the right shoulder strap, flutters up.
The audience applauds.
Accompanied by the melodious music, she glides down the runway, and as she reaches the front, her model expression gives way to a radiant smile. Everything about her shines.
She strikes a pose, the flowing fabric enveloping her for a moment, adding an air of mystery to her beauty.
The first whistles can be heard in the room.
I'm so captivated by this sight that I can't think anymore. All I know is that this dress looks damn similar to the one in her design portfolio.
Sky twirls around and walks back on the runway. Elegant and fluid, full of grace and pride. The applause grows louder, and it dawns on me what just happened.
She did it!
This is her design that she's presenting on the runway at this very moment. And not only that: it would have been easy to send a model out, but she didn't.
She's showing herself to the world.
"Ladies and gentlemen, that was the presentation byStjärnor i skyn Designs," the host announces as Sky reaches the end of the runway.
Stjärnor i skyn Designs?
NotTouch av lyx?
Did he mention that earlier? Maybe.
Hold on a second.Stjärnor i skynmeansStars in the Sky.
This must be Sky's own label! But what does it mean?
Before I can finish my thought, Sky approaches the host and signals him to hand her the microphone. Then she motions to someone backstage to lower the music.
"What are you planning?" I whisper in disbelief. She couldn't possibly...
She raises the microphone to her mouth, smiling as the soft piano music plays in the background.
"Good evening," she says and starts walking slowly. "I'm Skady Blohm."
Oh.
My.
God.
She lowers her eyes for a moment, only to look up with full intensity. "Gustav Blohm's daughter."
I can't believe it.
