Drawing on both past and present experience, Jiang Han could barely distinguish six major categories of witch clothing:
Casual wear, battlewear, formal wear, apprentice wear, alchemy wear, and witchwear.
She also knew a few famous clothing brands. That was the limit; anything more and she could not tell them apart.
She was helpless against the things this criminal psychology witch rattled off so fluently, and could only listen with a smile.
"...I studied English fashion style and art design, which differs from the Italian and French styles most popular among witches."
"...Single-breasted coats look more mature, so I think the two of you would both suit double-breasted ones. They would look much cuter, with plush buttons that give off a childlike sort of maturity."
Ji Meng had already taken off her trench coat. Her neat pinstriped shirt was crisp and clean, while the cinched waist and back lines of her studio attire were enough to make one drool. The long legs beneath her suit trousers covered in one stride what took Jiang Han or Kraken two or three. She moved swiftly between the workbench blueprints and the reference desk for designs with available copyrights. After picking out two copyrighted design drafts, she went to the blueprint table, bent over them in study, and muttered to herself:
"Lace artificial flowers... let's use spider lilies. Blue spider-lily lace flowers pinned on would suit the temperament better."
She turned and glanced at Jiang Han. After a long silence, she turned back and made another alteration to the blueprint.
"As for Miss Han, we'll use peonies. Make them ice-colored."
"?" Jiang Han tilted her head, looking at Ji Meng in confusion.
For Kraken, you use manjusaka, flowers of the other shore—but when it comes to me, I get some rich idler's peony general?