Jiao always loved to see positive reactions to her work, what craftsperson didn't? She smiled as Phoebe took the dress and gasped. It was too rare she got to make beautiful pieces for women; often her job could be quite boring, patching up knee-rips in pants or fixing jackets. To make something that was arguably a piece of art by itself was a honour, even better now that it was appreciated.
The question made her laugh. "Wherever you want, duh. Do you think I only wear my nice dresses to events? No! You wear it in your room if you want, out to get vegetables from the market. Whenever you want to feel nice." She drank some tea and smiled, the words genuine. She had never been shy.
"You should try it on to make sure it fits." She instructed, waving her hand towards Phoebe.
Jiao
And the bittersweet of every new defeat
Is I'm stronger than before
