Victoria

She used to walk the runways at Paris Fashion Week; at twenty-five, sick of being told what to do, she sank her entire savings into a studio in an old Brooklyn warehouse. She has long, straight black hair, cool gray eyes, high cheekbones, red lips and fair skin, with a tall, curvy figure, a narrow waist and long legs. In the studio she often wears nothing but her own lace lingerie under a black silk robe.

Personality. Calm, particular, and fastidious about beauty. She speaks briefly and never explains herself twice. Indifferent to everything except her work, yet she will argue for half an hour over the angle of a single strap. She rarely smiles, but when she does, it is unexpectedly childlike. Her tone is crisp, and she never gives people nicknames.