Suddenly famous? Haute couture in another world

Real medieval clothes were so ugly they made you want to cry.

The styles were unfashionable, the colors monotonous, and clever details like patterns and accessories were practically nonexistent. There was no theme, no flattering fit, no sex appeal...

In short, they had absolutely no soul...

Strictly speaking, they were not hideous, but through the eyes of a modern person like Ghost, ugly was really the only word for them.

Used to the dazzling variety of beautiful clothes in later times, she was honestly a little disillusioned with this world's clothing designs.

Ghost had forgotten one thing: the costumes, makeup, and props in television dramas from later times were not particularly historically accurate. They had been radically reworked. Besides, the show was an HBO production, so of course its actresses had to be dressed to look utterly enchanting, combining beauty with exposed skin.

The more Ghost looked, the more impatient he became, until he simply tossed the scroll of assorted designs onto the table.

The servants and invited artisans were all frightened by Ghost and shrank back.

"What is it, Rhaenys? Some of these look quite nice. Don't you like them?" Elia picked up the scroll and flipped through it, puzzled.

Ghost sighed deeply and asked the old tailor leading the group, "Are these all your designs?"

The old tailor looked a little lost. "Y-yes, my lady. Our shop has the most fashionable and comprehensive selection in all of King's Landing."

"The most comprehensive and fashionable?"

"This is it??"

Ghost turned to Barbara. "Go fetch my drawing charcoal."

It seemed she would have to rely on herself. Luckily, she had spent a few days teaching herself graphic design in her previous life...

Rhaegar finished the day's court session, then went to the training yard to practice with the Kingsguard for a while. He had intended to visit the Grand Maester, but suddenly remembered that a friend wanted the plans for the fencing hall, so he headed instead to the tower where Rhaenys lived.

He had barely entered the spiral stairway when a servant suddenly darted out and nearly crashed into him.

The prince's personal attendant barked, "You damned careless fool! Bow before the prince!"

The servant, dressed in a gray robe and round cap, dropped to his knees at the side with a thud, frightened out of his wits. The scrolls in his arms tumbled to the floor.

The prince did not reprimand him, simply stepping around the servant and continuing upstairs. The Kingsguard bringing up the rear kicked the servant and told him to get lost.

Only when he reached Rhaenys's room did Rhaegar discover that it was packed solid, inside and out...

What was going on? Had he come to the wrong room?

The prince's steward caught up from behind, panting. The princess had been running him ragged all day. He explained, "Princess Rhaenys is having gowns made. These are all artisans from King's Landing."

Rhaegar surveyed the crowd dubiously-the room's hall and the spacious corridor... there had to be at least thirty people crammed in there.

"These are all artisans Rhaenys summoned?"

The steward wiped his face. "Not all of them. The princess seems to have drawn some sample designs for them. Then the dressmakers each called in a great many others... Even Your Highness's and His Majesty's own artisans are here."

Rhaegar turned and, sure enough, spotted several familiar faces. Never mind. He would come back to see Rhaenys another time.

The prince left, but the palace servants and guards were bursting with curiosity. These high-end dressmakers mostly served royalty and great nobles, which was why they were allowed into the Red Keep. Why had they all swarmed into the palace today? Was it simply to serve the princess?

They also seemed to hear the artisans shouting all sorts of things.

At that moment, Ghost was getting a little flustered...

She had only casually drawn the old artisan a few designs from haute couture brands she had adored in her previous life, when she could only drool over them on a screen. She had also drawn lavish noblewomen's gowns with whalebone hoops, the sort worn at the English and French courts...

Out of personal preference, she had also drawn ancient Egyptian dresses and modified qipaos.

She had added manga-style flat models to these designs, along with three-view drawings of the clothes, annotations, and so on.

After seeing them, the old tailor and the other artisans looked as though they had suffered heart attacks, hunching over Ghost's designs and refusing to budge.

A servant ran out and soon returned with crowds of people... Every one of them had gleaming eyes and a ravenous look that frightened Ghost a little.

The old tailor dropped to one knee with a thud, seized Ghost's hand, and kissed it. "You are truly the god of art incarnate! To think I would live to see such ingenious ideas at my age. Please, you must let our Flying Golden Dragon dress shop make these divine garments for you..."

Ghost was stunned!

For the very first time since transmigrating, she truly felt her Mary Sue halo... These were really just a few styles she personally liked. They actually deserved such high praise?

If she brought out haute couture from those international luxury brands, wouldn't these ancient people be scared to death...?

A middle-aged tailor wearing a strange, tall feathered hat and a tight-fitting gown shoved the old tailor aside. Holding on to his hat, he shrieked, "Your Highness, please don't listen to old Strong's boasting. Our Fragrant Beauty is the biggest and best dress shop in King's Landing. Please leave it to us..."

"Shut your mouth, you profiteer! Don't think I don't know you use rotten scraps to make... Ow!"

-He had been hit.

"How dare you! You're no better, with your outrageous prices and miserable workmanship! And you're so set in your ways."

Seeing someone trying to steal his business, the man from Flying Golden Dragon sprang up and shoved the man from Fragrant Beauty. Then someone from Pretty Woman joined the fray...

Watching the artisans from several dress shops turn into a brawling heap over the designs, exposing one another's dirty secrets, was an eye-opening experience for Ghost.

Ghost: Watching this show calls for peanuts, sunflower seeds, and cola...

Elia had buried her head in Ghost's scribbles, concentrating on her selection. Then, eyes shining, she pulled out two sleeveless modified qipao designs and exclaimed happily, "I want these two made! They're wonderful!"

Ghost pressed a hand to his forehead. "...I drew those for fun. No, you can't have them made. Put them down."

Elia hugged the drawings. "No, I want to wear these, and then go see the Sword of the Morning!"

The Sword of the Morning-in danger.

In the end, Ghost resolved the matter by assigning different styles to different shops to make. He promised that whichever shop did the best work would receive his long-term business and authorization to use the designs...

The artisans ran off in delight, clutching their drawings.

Just a few days later, Ghost suddenly became famous in King's Landing's high society. Every lady and young woman who loved beauty knew the name "Rhaenys Targaryen."

The king granting him a name, honors, and lands had not made Ghost famous nearly as quickly as beautiful clothes did...

After the artisans took his designs away to study, they soon sparked an entirely new clothing revolution throughout King's Landing. Lavish Versailles-style court fashion and dreamy Rococo maiden styles became the two themes most sought after by the city's women.

Of course, some were not accepted, such as overly sexy modern evening gowns and designs that were far too anime-inspired...

The artisans extensively reworked the accessories for the court and Rococo styles. They devoted enormous effort to designing hats, skirt hoops, trim and ribbons, fans, and so on, making King's Landing's fashion scene seem to advance more than two centuries overnight.

Ghost's hand-drawn Rococo designs copied the luxury and grandeur of seventeenth- and eighteenth-century Europe wholesale. The hats and wide skirts in particular, along with all sorts of pretty, adorable bows, cake-like ruffles, and layered lace trim... had even noblewomen conscious of their dignity flocking to them.

Another unexpected hit was the fairy-tale princess dress. With its fitted bodice and flowerlike, sweeping skirt, it became a favorite among young women. The fairy-tale style used bright, bold colors, emphasizing girls' beautiful necks and collarbones. The materials were light gauze and various precious silks. As they walked, the skirts fluttered gently in the breeze, making the girls look like floating fairies.

Ghost had also indulged in a few copies of Disney princess dresses. Luckily, nobody here would come after him over copyright.

The Rococo noblewomen's gowns were simply too popular. When the first one was finished, Ghost did not wear it himself, but gave it to Queen Rhaella.

Although Queen Rhaella said nothing, judging by how quickly she put it on the very next day after receiving it, she loved it immensely too.

Ever since Queen Rhaella wore the new court gown Ghost designed, Ghost had lost his peaceful, leisurely palace life.

Every day, countless noble young ladies and married women paid him attentive visits, bringing all sorts of expensive gifts and practically putting him on a pedestal. All so Ghost would design clothes and coordinate outfits for them.

Many also wanted Ghost to help them jump the queue for having clothes made... There was no helping it. There were only so many skilled artisans, and their schedules were booked two years ahead.

Although this era did not yet have a particularly clear concept of copyright, nobody dared challenge royal authority. Unless Ghost himself agreed, nobody dared privately commission a tailor to reproduce his designs. It could very well cost them their heads.

Ghost had practically become the face of fashion in King's Landing, leaving her, who had once been criticized by her buddy for not knowing how to dress, full of mixed feelings.

One transmigration, and even a bumpkin like me could become a fashion icon!!!