[Titanic] Rose is not shredded pork

"My name is Gabrielle, but everyone calls me Coco." The girl lit a cigarette, and the smoke from her red lips was like the beam of a searchlight, and then slowly dispersed, like a drop of milk melting into water, disappearing. trace.

With burning eyes, Rose repeated silently: I'm not a groupie, I'm not a groupie, I'm not a groupie...

Oh, Mother Planet, do you know how much respect your people—especially the female people—have for the word "Chanel"!

In her mind, Rose knelt down on one knee, grabbed Coco's skirt gently and irresistibly, and chanted loudly: "Daddy, I'm Nai's brainless fan, please don't whip me carelessly!"

In reality, Rose looked at this unfriendly girl friendly, and complimented: "My name is Rose DeWitt Bukett, just call me Rose. Your skirt is very simple and beautiful, with lace , lace, feathers and jewels can’t wait to pile up all on my body today, it’s my luck to see you.”

Ke Ke's bushy and messy eyebrows were completely stretched in an instant, and her big black eyes were lit up.She looked at Rose excitedly, and said endlessly: "I am an excellent tailor, Rose, you can come to me, and I will make sure to dress you up beautifully. Of course, you are already beautiful, but I can make the most of your beauty."

Coco lifted Rose up, and looked at her repeatedly like looking at a yard of fabric.Her movements were firm and irresistible, causing Rose to complain involuntarily: "Infinite strength... Goddess is an ant?"

"Your figure is a standard pear shape, Paul Bolle-style high-waisted tube skirts are not suitable for you." She put her hands on Rose's waist and slid them all the way to her hips, checking every fold of the fabric, A pattern, every detail.

"Mother planet...God, I'm about to be strangled to death by the tights, Ke Ke, let go of at least three inches. I really want to wear men's clothes, but I don't have the courage."

There seemed to be a pair of searchlights installed in the depths of the girl's dark eyes: "Then we might as well start with the hat." Without any explanation, she took away the Victorian-style flat wide-brimmed duck down hat on Rose's head.

"You are so beautiful without a hat, Rose." The girl stared blankly at Rose's face, "This cumbersome hat completely covers your straight and shapely nose and beautiful forehead, you must never wear it in the future it."

……

Coco Chanel is big, really as domineering and stubborn as in the legend.

It would be great if she was a man, the most popular cool, handsome and domineering hero in romance novels, romantic and unrestrained, spending a lot of money, indifferent and conceited, with an unparalleled desire to control and mastery...

Ke Ke turned the hat upside down, packed the money inside, and put it on Rose's head carefully and skillfully.She straightened her copper-like hair, adjusted the position of her hat, and exclaimed, "It's much better now."

There is no mirror in the bar, and Keke is eager for Rose to appreciate her new image, so she took her hand and said, "Come home with me, Rose, I promise to make you look brand new."

Rose's big pale green eyes rolled around a few times, and she made a decision - not to join Rufu and the others, but to walk with her goddess!

"You go back to the Leighton Hotel in a cab and tell mother that my skirt is torn and I have gone to a tailor to mend it." She gave Anne ten francs.

"Just walk back this distance." The maid pushed away Rose's money, "I must be the first to see your new image, miss."

It's nice to have a maid who idolizes and obeys.

"WOW, do you work as a tailor in this big mansion?" The manor in front of Rose was very big and old, but it was not as rigid as the Rose Manor, but full of French enthusiasm, warmth and romance.

The girl said lightly: "You guessed wrong, I am the mistress of the Earl of Basel, and I am temporarily living in his manor. As for the wife of the Earl of Basel, it is said that she is in another city in France and knows about the Earl's affair. Knowing that, I am not willing to be outdone and seek pleasure.”

"What a perfect partner, a combination made in heaven." Rose couldn't help laughing.The British are all experts at making complaints. Over the past nine years, Rose's poisonous tongue index has also continued to rise.

They went upstairs, and Coco pointed to the portrait above the stairs and said: "These are members of the Basel family. The Earl's mother died of pneumonia a few years ago, and the Earl was very grateful. The Earl's cousin died of poverty, and he also I can't care less about feeling sorry for my cousin." She curtsied jokingly, and Rose was overwhelmed by her aura, and followed suit.

Go upstairs, into the bedroom, and push Rose to the mirror.

"I have once again witnessed the charm of men's clothing." Rose put her hands on her hips without aura, "I have an idea, dear Coco."

She sat down and quickly drew a sketch.

The no-frills black dress was pleated at the waist, paired with elbow-length black gloves and small high-heeled shoes.

When the girl raised her head again, there was a joyful smile on her pale face.Coco hugged Rose, kissed her on the cheek and said, "You're such a genius!"

She kissed Rose on the cheek several times, then hurriedly pushed her away, rummaged frantically among the neatly stacked fabrics, and finally found more than a dozen yards of black silk, and happily went downstairs with the fabrics and sewing kit .

Mother star... Goddess Chanel threw herself on the clothes and completely forgot about me!

Rose had no choice but to follow in a desperate manner.

Ke Ke spread the black silk neatly on the table, and drew out the shape with soapstone.The sewing kit was open, a spherical object filled with needles large and small, the sewing machine was on the other side of the room...

She had a cigarette in her mouth and took it from her red lips to dust off the ash from time to time. Her appearance of smoking was very elegant, sexy and capable.

Ke Ke skillfully cuts with scissors, fixes the fabric with a needle, and picks up a cigarette while he is busy.

Rose watched ecstatically.

At this time, there was a clear door opening and greetings from outside:

"Welcome to the humble house, Mr. Bucket, Mrs. Bucket."

... Nima!

That's right, father Mr. Bukett mentioned at breakfast that the Basse family invited their family to Paris...

Although only the Earl of Basel is left in the thinly populated Basel family, he is still a well-known nobleman in Paris, isn't he?

"Oh God! Why did you run to Earl Basel's house early? You're so rude, Rose!" Ruf smiled apologetically at Earl Basel, then turned to Rose viciously, and said in a low voice, "Where's Annie?"

"...Leighton Hotel, Mom."

Poor Annie, I made your trip for nothing...

Halfway through the dinner, the goddess Coco arrived late.

She is wearing a men's bowler hat, a modified men's black coat and a loose white shirt. Even though her chest is flat, simplicity, generosity and elegance flow out like money, in piles of colorful lace Stand out from the crowd.

She doesn't care, she is unrestrained and wanton, ignoring the eyes of others.

And Paris happens to be very tolerant—more open, romantic, and flexible than England—and the person who needs it is a young woman.

Rufu said in a low voice, "This Girl Scout-looking Chanel girl must have forgotten to change for a masquerade ball."

Rose ignored Rufu's harsh sarcasm.

As a 21st century female man who was teased by her mother planet, she has long hated tights that bound her so much that she couldn't eat and breathe, tired of cumbersome lace and decorations, and those damn long skirts that dragged her feet ... She has been silently obeying everything, pretending to be a well-behaved daughter and obedient lady.

As a local resident, Ke Ke dared to attack the tradition, and even created a modern trend of women's clothing... The progress of society is really promoted by these fearless rebels.

Those who transcend the era and create the era are called goddesses.

The dinner party was over, but the dancing and fun was far from over.Parisians are very good at enjoying life and having fun in time. All kinds of sensuality make London look like a small mountain village.

But these means of having fun made Rose unable to arouse her interest. She was so bored that she went to play billiards and listened to the laughter, screams, and ridicules of the crowd... She really wanted to look down on all sentient beings and say:

Humans with fish lips!

"Ke Ke has a good voice, let's listen to her singing!"

"Sing one, Coco, come one!"

"I don't want to sing."

"Won't you obey others a little bit?"

"If I wanted to, I would."

"It's okay, Coco can sing, or I'll send her to the countryside."

Everyone applauded, applauded, and laughed.

Amidst the laughter and hustle and bustle, the girl's pale face showed an expression of being insulted and damaged, embarrassed and angry.

Seeing this, Rose quickly put down the cue, walked quickly to Coco, took her hand, and announced to everyone: "We two will sing together." Whisper: "It's just a song, come on, Coco."

"I don't want to be played as a clown." The girl whispered, but her expression relaxed a little.

"Don't always think about others with the greatest malice, and don't frown, be careful of wrinkles."

The two had a tacit understanding, and they sang the song that Ke Ke sang in the bar this afternoon.

The hoarse and deep alto, mixed with the soft voice that has just passed the voice change period, quickly mobilized everyone's emotions.More and more people sang along and danced to the beat...

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere and no one was paying attention, Rose dragged Ke Ke to escape.

Sneaking into Coco's bedroom, the two giggled and fell on the bed together, looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing out loud, like two children doing bad things.

Finally stopped laughing, Rose cleared her throat and said seriously, "Sell me this hat, Coco."

"Since you are my friend, I can give you another discount." The girl sat up, straightened her hair, and lit a cigarette, "This group of so-called upper-class guys are really annoying, of course, excluding you."

Rose chuckled: "Sometimes I really hate myself. I really want to be as brave as you, Coco, and I really want to live a life as reckless as you are."

"Because I don't have anything, so I dare to act. Anyway, I have nothing to lose." Ke Ke continued to mutter, "I live in a castle-like mansion, enjoying a bath, a big bed and a horse, all of which It's not mine. Huh, one day, I will get rid of this damn man completely, live completely independently, and earn a mansion by myself."

Rose was taken aback for a moment, her mind was running at the speed of light in the smoke exhaled by the girl.

She made up her mind.

"You can't make a lot of money just doing business with friends, Keke. Since you want to work and live independently from men, why don't we start a business together."

"Business? I don't know. I can only make clothes." The girl snuffed out the cigarette butt, her brows furrowed.

"I'll pay for it, honey, and then you'll borrow some money from your old lover, and I'll do it too if I grow up. We could rent a storefront down the street, and I'll pay for it, and you'll sew." , and then we design clothes together...isn’t that a good idea?” Rose was full of enthusiasm, talking endlessly, “Okay, don’t frown anymore, I don’t owe you money, don’t look at me with such a scary expression .We can open a hat shop first, and then expand the scope of business after the shop is on the right track. We each hold 50.00% of the shares...Hey, Keke, you have to say something!"

Mother planet, mother planet, in every time-traveling novel, there must always be a few thighs to hug. This thigh is too late... and slender.

But I still have to thank the mother star, this thigh finally hugged TAT

In 1910, the hat shop jointly opened by the two slowly got on the right track. Rose put all her savings of thousands of pounds into it without blinking her eyes.

After Rose left Paris, she quietly opened a branch in London.

Later, Rose opened a branch in the United States...

These are all later stories.

Let's zoom back to this moment.

At this moment, in the candlelight of the bedroom, the light green and pitch-black eyes looked at each other, and the spark of longing for the future was burning inside.

Goal, make big money!

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