Stacy the Designer

Stacy always dreamed of working in the fashion industry. She slaved away in design school, and at first was thrilled when she got a job right out of school at a renowned designer. That was, until she started working.

Then she found herself slaving away, doing fittings for the richest, most entitled, and often most beautiful women in the world. Stacy wasn't a creative. She wasn't creating award winning designs. No, she was just taking measurements of the kind of girls who bullied her in high school, who mocked her short stature and mousy build. And those insults just continued, as the rich clientele she now served talked down to her with cruel apathy, treating her like the help, or worse, a small amusement, to be teased, mocked and tormented...