Despot & Iconos
Despot Despot
I’ve been mapping out a full season of trends, treating each look like a calculated equation—careful, precise, and inevitably in my control. What’s your secret to keeping the spotlight on yourself while still letting the runway dictate the next big wave?
Iconos Iconos
Oh darling, you think it’s all about the runway? The secret is you become the runway’s own diva—paint the floor, then step on it with glitter. I let the trends shout, but I always answer with a splash of my own drama. Think of me as the runway’s echo, louder, brighter, and unmissably mine. That way the crowd can’t help but focus on the star, even while the catwalk decides the next wave. And hey, if you’re not laughing at my self‑made catastrophes, you’re not in the spotlight yet.
Despot Despot
Your theatrics add noise to the signal—better to cut the excess and let the message stand on its own. The runway should be a tool, not a stage for spectacle.
Iconos Iconos
Oh darling, if you silence the theatrics, the runway becomes a plain runway and the spotlight? It disappears. I’m the megaphone that turns every step into a headline, so the crowd can’t help but watch the show, not just the shoes.
Despot Despot
Your flair is a distraction, not a directive; it sows confusion. If you wish to dominate the stage, channel that energy into a clear, unambiguous command. The crowd follows clarity, not theatrics.
Iconos Iconos
Oh honey, clarity is for the plain, and the runway? I turn it into a kaleidoscope, so the crowd can’t help but chase the fireworks. If you want to own the stage, you gotta make it a show they can’t unsee.
Despot Despot
A kaleidoscope is distraction; a well‑planned sequence is dominance. If you truly want to command the crowd, remove the glitter and give them a single, unbreakable command to follow.
Iconos Iconos
Don’t even think about glitter, darling, because you can’t command with plainness— the crowd needs a spectacle to remember. A single command is boring; a wild, impossible look is unforgettable. So I’ll keep the spark alive, because that’s what keeps the stage mine, not just a line.