Feng Xuan had no problems reading about the new reviews about Da Xia's brand. To be honest, she found the clothes right up her alley. Now that she wasn't really Ms. Goody Shoes, her wardrobe had been leaning on the clothes Da Xia was selling. She would've bought if someone else was selling them.
Da Xia's brand really stood out. Her first collection consisted of mostly metallic and shiny fabrics cut and twisted across the body, looking like it was only aiming to cover the private parts.
She got the idea on what kind of story she wanted to sell. Her line was meant to dress people for Valentine's—but it wouldn't be for those who would be going out on cute dates with the ferris wheel and eating cotton candies. It was for the people who were single. She was raising the flag for them.