From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Boyd appeared, wearing a red suit with a similar cut but different details. The dazzling and flamboyant red color crashed onto the runway like an outsider.

Steady. Steady. Steady.

Boyd kept reminding himself, but he still couldn't control his nervousness. After all, this was the first time in his short twenty years of life that he had appeared under so much attention. His mind was blank, and then he saw Anson.

Different, completely different. This was not the Anson that Boyd knew. The completely different temperament even made the features of his face look different.

Boyd was slightly stunned.

He secretly reminded himself to stay focused, but his peripheral vision still couldn't leave Anson. Subconsciously, without even realizing it himself, he slightly widened the distance, a barely perceptible half-step.

However, a subtle change occurred in the space on the runway.

Anson was turning back.

Anson was walking on the right side of the runway, and Boyd was also walking on the right side. When they met, their paths were perfectly staggered, like oil and water not mixing. Both had enough space to walk, and there was absolutely no chance of a collision.

But now, he vaguely sensed that Anson's side of the runway was slightly wider.

Moreover, the red tide led by Boyd seemed a bit erratic and swaying, forming a sharp contrast with Anson's composure and determination, highlighting the difference.

That loneliness, desolation, and fragile delicacy were quietly amplified.

A touch of black faced the red tide head-on, and the tragic and vast feeling of facing the whole world alone burst out with incredible energy in a stubborn and strong figure, filling and surging through the air.

Time seemed to slow down, then slow down even more.

In an instant, it condensed into eternity.

For Steven, this was a movie scene—

Soundtrack. Scenery. Color. Scheduling. Actors.

Everything was there, perfect, forming an incredible impact from hearing to seeing to all-round feeling, reinterpreting fashion.

So, this is how fashion can be understood?

Steven's eyes were opened.

However.

At the same time, backstage, Eddie was holding his forehead, his face full of annoyance.

Boyd was off the mark, and his steps were too light. He couldn't suppress the clothes and the runway. Such a small deviation might not make a difference to outsiders, but it was torture for perfectionists.

The show director had already started to curse and immediately told the models preparing to go on stage behind him:

Don't be led into the ditch.

The deviation was indeed a deviation, but this deviation accidentally created a different effect. Anson relied on his own understanding and response to control the situation, and that touch of black actually burst out with a kind of arrogant and powerful aura.

Beautiful!

Eddie couldn't help but clench his fist and cheer silently.

Immediately afterward, Eddie had an idea and stopped the show director in time.

"Who is going on stage when Anson returns?"

The show director knew the order of appearance by heart and immediately pointed out the corresponding model.

Eddie nodded, "If the front is off, then let it be off. Continue as is. Start adjusting back from here. This way, the effect will be good."

Who would have thought that the first show of Dior's most important and crucial menswear product line would have an accident, but it would accidentally achieve a different look?

Steven was a layman. He couldn't see it. Anyway, he didn't understand fashion. He just looked at the scene in front of him from a movie perspective; but he never expected that other professionals couldn't see it either.

In fact, not only Steven, but everyone in the entire show couldn't help but hold their breath.

Including Anna Wintour.

As an industry leader, Anna was not so easily fooled. She could see the essence through the phenomenon and would not be easily amazed, shocked, or impacted.

In essence, Hedi Slimane's attempt was to break the masculine temperament.

For a long time, men have been defaulted to be strong, tough, and responsible. Naturally, men's fashion has also been shackled by traditional temperament. What Hedi did was to break this framework and expose fragility.

Rebellion. Freedom. Loneliness. Thinness. Innocence.

And so on.

In simple summary, men are also allowed to be fragile, and men are also allowed to be lonely. Relying on this concept, Hedi completed the design of the new product line.

Without a doubt, this was a new definition of men's fashion, a shock.

Of course, Anna also agreed that concept is concept, and it is not difficult to talk about it on paper; Hedi's excellence lies in turning the concept into design, using lines and proportions to show these ideas, successfully creating an impact.

This award is well deserved for Hedi.

Anna believed that Dior could indeed subvert the existing fashion landscape and let people see the possibilities of the menswear market; but if it was only this, it was far from being epoch-making. They needed to observe Hedi's designs for two to three more seasons—

Not a flash of inspiration, not a shooting star, but something that can truly form a series of concepts and continue to develop on the basis of each season.

In addition, it also depends on the acceptance of ordinary people to these designs and styles. From high-end to popularization, this is the inevitable path of every epoch-making fashion trend. Those high-end designs are an attempt and an experiment of the trend, inspiring inspiration, and finally applying it to practical operation.

On this point, Dior and Hedi still have a series of tests to face.

However.

At this time, Anna also held her breath, the reason being Anson.

Now Anna finally understood the reason why Hedi chose Anson as the model:

Temperament. Aura. Demeanor. Inspiration.

Hedi keenly and accurately captured Anson's mixed and contradictory qualities, injecting them into the design concept and evolving them into sets of gorgeous clothes; from the Emmy Awards to the premiere, step by step, and then evolving into this show, every detail was perfectly matched.

A kind of shock, a kind of impact.

In 2001?

This was indeed an epoch-making moment, just like when Michael Jackson played the music video of "Thriller", no one knew what was happening and no one realized what was about to happen, it was just a pure...shock and impact.

Not to mention others, even Anna was imagining in her mind the effect of ordinary people wearing these designs and spreading them throughout the menswear market.

Incredibly, Anna actually thought of Anson's words again: Clothes are just a pile of fabric before they are worn.

The general public likes trends and fashion, often liking to be a part of the trend, often hoping to get closer to their admired objects through fashion, often hoping to get closer to their desired dreams in this way.

And Anson?

Now he was giving clothes a soul, turning fashion and trends into his style, and making people yearn for it—

Anson was not dazzling because of Dior. In fact, the opposite was true. Dior regained its vitality because of Anson.