Her skirt, hand-painted geometry. Enormous headdress of tangerine chiffon. Enormous bouquet of tiger lilies. Mary walks onto the stage, bows, accepts a river of accolades. Models, boyfriends, designer assistants, publicists, paparazzi, customers, aunts of customers, fashion groupies clog the space.
Dressers hang the last of the spring collection on clothes racks.
The Paul Mitchell team unpins braids. Yuka, in a rumpled gray T and loose chinos, grabs her rucksack, lights a cig and walks out into the gray Manhattan morning. All rights reserved.