Luxury brands, fashion magazines, and star models form a complementary triangle - "you need me, and I need you!"
In a huge white tent set up in Bryant Park, Midtown Manhattan, designers from around the world showcased their works through models, displaying the effect of ready-to-wear clothes.
Charles and Delphine sat together at the side of the runway, enjoying the model shows of various brands.
"I'm going back to Los Angeles tonight. When are you heading back to France?" Charles had already stayed in New York long enough and it was time to go back.
Delphine Arnault paused for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Has it been boring these past few days? Didn't you meet a lot of pretty models?"
Charles had indeed met some female models and had also met with executives from fashion media publishing groups like Conde Nast and Hearst Corporation.
For instance, magazines like Vanity Fair, New Yorker, Vogue, and GQ were under Conde Nast; whereas Hearst owned magazines like Elle and Esquire.
"Don't you know I have a movie, Brokeback Mountain, coming out soon?" Charles countered.
"Oh, I know. That's why so many reporters are trying to interview you. Brokeback Mountain is said to be a movie with a homosexual theme. Why is there such a big reaction in America?" Delphine Arnault, after all, had seen more provocative movies in France.
"Haha, there are a lot of conservatives in America who find it hard to accept new things."
"Maybe that's why the French entertainment circle always looks down on Hollywood. The commercial atmosphere of the films is too strong; they lack artistry!" Delphine took a jab at Hollywood movies.
"Seems like France is really free, huh!"
"Indeed, it's quite free. There's a strike in Paris every few days," Delphine said helplessly.
"Well, that's just workers fighting for their rights. I think France should bring in more immigrants. They could take on many of the unpopular jobs," Charles suggested earnestly.
Delphine shook her head, "After the Fashion Week closing ceremony, I'll fly straight to Paris. When are you going to Paris next?" Delphine changed the topic.
"Probably next year. I have a movie that needs to be filmed in Paris," Charles referred to was, of course, The Da Vinci Code.
"Oh, is the actress who was with you last time, Marion Cotillard, the leading lady?"
Charles nodded and reminded, "It's a thriller mystery about religion, adapted from the bestseller The Da Vinci Code."
"Oh, are there no urban movies about fashion? Like that American show Desperate Housewives that's about to air?"
"There are. Next year, I'll be preparing. LV just needs to get the advertising ready. Women's fashion brands will feature heavily in the movie!" The film The Devil Wears Prada was already in the plans, and even Anne Hathaway had been met.
Young, beautiful, with a pretty face and an elegant figure, she was, indeed, a great clothes hanger!
"LV, Givenchy, Fendi, Dior - whether it's women's clothing, bags, watches, or jewelry and makeup, we have it all," Delphine was confident.
Charles laughed, "None of my movies have failed yet. You get my drift?"
"Don't worry, Charles Capet's reputation is well-known. Mr. & Mrs. Smith had quite a few big brand sponsors. What's the new movie about?"
"Buy the current bestseller The Devil Wears Prada and take a look. I bought the adaptation rights from the author last year. The movie will have the same name!" Charles didn't play coy.
"Of course, the name could be changed. It could be The Devil Wears LV, The Queen Wears LV, or The Queen Wears Givenchy, etc. All are fine!"
Delphine Arnault smiled. He truly was Hollywood's most financially successful young producer, with an impressive talent for creating commercial films.
When Charles returned to Los Angeles from New York, an incident stirred in LA.
Sharon Waxman, a female reporter from the Los Angeles entertainment editorial department of The New York Times, suddenly received calls at home from Hollywood stars Matt Damon and Russell Crowe.
"Ms. Waxman, Mr. Harvey Weinstein is a respected filmmaker. Please don't edit stories that would unjustly harm a great filmmaker."
"Ms. Waxman, you can't fabricate facts to smear Mr. Harvey Weinstein. Otherwise, you'll lose many opportunities."
Sitting on her sofa at home, Sharon Waxman knew that her investigative report on Harvey Weinstein, submitted after returning from Italy a few days ago, had reached him.
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