In just one hour Cruella's mansion would be filled with the Millenniums top designers and couturiers. Cruella was ready to start her life in public again. This was her chance to start living again!
Cruella got started on her make up and hair. Her eyeshadow was gold and her lips were red.
She snatched her hair back in a tight pony tail and started to curl it with a curling iron before letting the ponytail loose. it looked magnificent, flat on top and wild flowy curls going down her shoulders! It was something she had never tried before and she loved it.
She put on one of her best dresses. It was sleeveless and encrusted with golden crystals with pointy shoulders. The corset part of the dress emphasized the bottom part of the dress, which was a floor-length, voluminous mix of rhinestone sculpted feathers and golden ostrich feathers. It was extra volume at the hips and behind, which made the dress even more dramatic.
She then put on her finest gold jewelry and pumps.
She admired herself in the mirror for about 5 minutes before she hear the door bell ringing.
''Ah, they are here! About time!'' Cruella said and walked downstairs.
''Now, open the doors.'' Cruella said to one of her new servants.
When the doors were opened Cruella stood in the hall and greeted her guests with open arms. They hugged and kissed, 'OH'ed and 'AH'ed before she brought them into the main dining hall.
There her guests were greeted with the finest champagne and appetizers money could buy.
They had some small talk before the butler came in.
''The dinner is served, ladies and gentlemen.'' he said and snapped his fingers at the footmen.
Lamb steak with an exquisite risotto were served along with the finest wines.
One hour later they had moved in to the main living room that she only used when she had a lot of guests, for desserts and things of that nature.
''May I have everyones attentions please?'' Cruella said as she stood up. ''As it said on the invitations, I wanted to discuss my plans for my up and coming 'Fashion Week Extravaganza'! Now, as you all well know, I was just released from 12 years in the big house one week ago.'' she said before clearing her throat and lighting a cigarette. ''And as you also may know, when I was incarcerated they took all my money and gave it to .. a lovely dog shelter.'' Cruella said and felt a grimace of disgust on her face. She quickly shook it off before continuing ''And I have invited you all her tonight to catch up with old friends and get reacquainted. But I do have an ulterior motive, if I may be honest.'' She said and took another puff from her cigarette before jumping right to the point. ''If you would all listen very carefully now, I will tell you my amazing plans. I need some funds to be able to make the clothes and hire models for the fashion week. We would also need workers and things of that nature, and sadly, it all costs a lot of money. But, if the week will be successful, we will make all that money back, and then more! I have already gotten several magazines to sponsor the events, which will cover about half of the expenses. Now all I need is you. I need you to invest in my project, and I can promise you that you will get twice as much money back at the end of he week.'' Cruella said and took a big sip of champagne.
''How exactly will we get twice as much money back?'' a man called Oscar said.
''Well, of course, the designs are going to be sold every where, in magazines, online, on different stores and of course, at the fashion week.'' Cruella said, trying to sound as reassuring as she possibly could.
The man nodded in agreement.
''So, you are quite certain that your designs will sell?'' a lady called Lavinia said.
''Would you not wear this dress that I am wearing? Hah, for goodness sake, you are wearing one of my old designs!'' Cruella said laughingly.
The woman looked down at her dress and smiled. ''Yes, you are quite talented, your designs are timeless!'' she said.
Cruella took a puff from her cigarette and patted her hair gently to show that she agreed, very much so!
Later that same evening when all her guest had gone home she felt a mixture of tiredness and fierceness. The evening had been a success! They were all willing to help out the best they could and they were eating out of her hand!