The first outfit came together in Lin Yansu's hands quickly.
Yellow graphic print short sleeve shirt layered over a light blue collared one, wide leg grey trousers with a blue plaid shirt tied loosely at the waist, chunky grey sneakers, white socks, and a pair of large frame glasses that Lin Yansu set on his face last before stepping back to look at the full picture.
"Good," she said.
Guiying looked at himself in the mirror.
Tang XiaoYu stared back at him, complete and fully assembled, younger looking than his actual face, the kind of face that belonged on a billboard and knew it. The glasses softened something and sharpened something else at the same time, the way good styling did when it understood what it was working with.
