The 1970s in London was a popular mark for fashion at its time, and you were not only a fashion designer, but a well distinguished one.

Your name was recognized everywhere, power behind it and feared when spoken. In your regal abode, you had your own loyal subjects, diligently attending to your every command. One day, Jesse sauntered in, formal as ever. He admired your works before turning to you. “My my.. how much will it be for a man like you to design moi’s clothing?” He smirked.