Actor in Hollywood

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Even though Anna Wintour didn't show it on the surface, everyone in the studio could tell:

Anna was very pleased.

Anyone familiar with Anna would know that this fashion mogul is quite clear about her likes and dislikes. If she doesn't like something, she'll attack it without mercy, using the most vicious, cutting words that could drive someone to a breakdown.

Right now, Anna hadn't made any critical remarks, which was, in itself, shocking news—enough to stun every staff member present, even more so than Anson's appearance.

This also confirmed that their amazement was justified.

Then.

Keeping a poker face, Anna asked, "How did you come up with this combination?"

"Shirt. Bomber jacket."

Anson looked down following Anna's gaze and realized, a beat late:

Once again, he had unintentionally broken new ground.

For 2023, mixing and matching styles was no longer just a trend but a habit. The blend of different styles had become commonplace, even for men, with no hard and fast rules.

However, in 2000 or 2001, such a choice was groundbreaking.

Bomber jackets were usually paired with polo shirts or T-shirts; and to be more precise, bomber jackets weren't yet mainstream—true to their name, they were still mostly worn by pilots and hadn't yet broken into everyday life.

Choosing a bomber jacket was already ahead of its time; pairing it with a shirt was even more revolutionary, completely breaking the mold.

Of course, the key was that it worked.

Such an odd and contradictory combination looked natural on Anson, not only showing off his proportions and highlighting his physique but also subtly changing his aura, bringing out different aspects of his personality.

Ultimately, "fashion depends on the face."

No wonder!

Even the well-traveled Anna was thoroughly impressed by Anson.

For Anson, it was just a comfortable, natural, and simple choice, but for 2001, it was a trendsetting move.

Anson raised an eyebrow slightly, "Intuition."

He was calm, accepting the judgment.

Anna wasn't surprised; fashion sense is a talent. While some can develop their style through extensive reading of fashion magazines and constantly learning and growing, ultimately, innate talent is an irreplaceable advantage.

"Just one thing."

Instead of praise, Anna offered a suggestion.

"The boots could be switched to chunky dress shoes."

In Anna's view, Anson's ruggedness and charisma were innate, so his outfit should reflect a more understated and modest style.

Of course, Anson could pull off leather, combat boots, and rugged looks, but comparatively, toning down the rebellion and defiance would better highlight the unique blend of traits that made Anson stand out.

——Like the shirt at the "Princess Diaries" premiere red carpet. Hedi Slimane perfectly captured Anson's unique quality.

Now, it was the same.

Combat boots were fine, as Anson said, combined with a helmet and motorcycle, the rebellious energy of youth was enough to turn heads; but if he switched to chunky dress shoes, the mix of elegance and rebellion in a preppy style could transform Anson into a superstar.

Anna believed that the pride and elegance that simmered beneath the surface were Anson's most captivating traits. Unfortunately, neither his roles in "Friends" nor "The Princess Diaries" had captured that yet. Who knows when he'll land a role that truly lets Anson shine?

Anna had that kind of personality—

If she loves something, she loves it to the extreme, offering unconditional support. Conversely, if she hates something, she hates it to the extreme, ruthless and leaving no room for mercy.

When she likes someone, she's fully satisfied, genuinely wanting to present the whole world to them, propelling them to the top.

Now, Anson was officially on her radar.

Anna had a feeling this risky challenge could lead to massive success.

"Alright. Move to the set."

At her command, the staff surrounded Anson and led him to the set nearby—

Wait, who's this?

*Click*.

Bruce Douglas didn't say a word, not giving Anson a chance to greet him. He immediately pressed the shutter, capturing the moment.

After the flash had lit up the room, Bruce finally lowered his camera and smiled.

"Hey, Anson, long time no see."

### The man in front of him was none other than Bruce, the photographer who had shot Anson's "GQ" magazine spread.

Bruce collaborated with many major fashion magazines, but opportunities with *Vogue* were rarer. After all, *Vogue* was the pinnacle of global fashion publications, and photographers eager to work with them had to wait in line—even someone as established as Bruce was no exception.

This time, after learning about *Vogue*'s upcoming feature, Anna selected several photographers. However, Anna's vision was incredibly bold, and the subject was a newcomer with no modeling experience. Although the successful "GQ" shoot might have been a stroke of luck, Anson was primarily seen as an actor, not a model. Naturally, this made Anna's discussions with photographers a bit challenging.

In the end, it was Bruce who bravely seized the opportunity and took on the challenge.

Perhaps this could be the perfect breakthrough moment in Bruce's career.

Having worked with Anson once before, Bruce had already figured out his habits and had developed a shooting plan for this feature from the start.

Spontaneous. Casual. Unrestrained.

They had to capture that vibrant, dynamic energy in Anson; otherwise, no matter how stylish the outfit, it wouldn't convey the right message to the readers.

Seeing Bruce again, still sporting his signature bandana, Anson paused for a moment before smiling and greeting him with, "Hey, stranger."

With just that one greeting, Bruce pressed the shutter again, his satisfied smile spreading. "How about this? Let's skip the set. You can start picking out the second outfit now, and we'll shoot while you choose. What do you think?"

All eyes turned to Anna.

With a slight flick of her fingers, Anna gave her silent approval.

In that fleeting moment, they were transported back to the early summer of eighteen months ago, when Anson first shot for "GQ." But this time, the stakes were much higher.

The hectic workday continued from 10 a.m. until nightfall. The concept of time had long since lost its meaning in the studio. Outside, Paris was shrouded in darkness, making it hard to tell if it was 6 p.m. or 10 p.m., but the work was far from over. The physical and mental exhaustion was unimaginable.

Being a model was hard work.

Anson hadn't believed it before, thinking modeling was just a matter of posing in front of the camera. But now he finally understood—it wasn't that simple.

Anson couldn't even remember how many outfits he had worn throughout the day. Fifteen? Twenty? Wait, maybe twenty-five?

By the end of the shoot, he truly experienced the aches and pains, finding it even more exhausting than filming a movie.

The work wasn't over yet, but the normally calm studio was suddenly filled with a commotion. While Anson and Bruce continued shooting, Edgar noticed that Anna personally went to greet someone at the door.

Curious, Edgar wondered who the visitor could be, someone significant enough to warrant Anna's personal attention. He turned to look, and was instantly frozen in place, as if struck by lightning:

What the...?!