So It's Vintage
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The elevator opened with a chime, and Ling Jing marveled at the girl in front of him. His eyes traveled up from the hem of her yellow dress to her fresh face with no makeup.
She had a slender figure, long black hair, and flawless skin. Under the lights, she seemed to glow with a pearly luster.
Perhaps it was because of her young age, but, with her exquisite vintage dress, she seemed the vision of a lady who had just walked out of a painting.
Ling Jing suddenly felt that compared to this girl, his unique sense of fashion paled.
Almost reflexively, he raised his hand to stop her.
"Miss, can you please tell me where you had your clothing made?"
The special silk fabric of her dress was of much better quality and delicacy than the fabric that he had in his studio.
It was very unusual for girls of her age to dress in this style.