Want To Bring Xinjiang'S Clothing Culture To Paris.

On the evening of October 28th, the magnificent Beijing Hotel banquet hall, the "Quzi beauty" special venue, the Chinese international fashion week on the T platform, when Sun Xiuqin, 53 years old, was wearing a black skirt.

The charm of Western costumes culture is once again proved.

Leaving this gorgeous T stage, let's play back a few shots before the conference.

On the afternoon of October 28th, in the lobby of the block C of Beijing Hotel, a silver haired old lady and staff members were busy preparing for the press conference. The 75 year old man was Sun Xiuqin's mother. "She let me play in Beijing and see her busy."

The old man said.

At 6:00 p.m. on October 28th, Sun Xiuqin hurried into the conference hall with a big black bag on his back. His eyes were deep and tired.

"The price of this year's fashion week has gone up. I just took an hour to get the money out of the bank, and tens of thousands of dollars will be left to someone else later."

She was gasping for breath.

At 7:00 p.m. on October 28th, the night was over in Beijing.

In the cloakroom on the first floor of Beijing Hotel, Sun Xiuqin, who had not eaten for a day, ate a box lunch and hurried back to the backstage.

The dress rehearsal just ended. It was only two hours away from the conference, and three dress skirts were too long.

Late in October 27th, in a small hotel in Beijing, a bag of

That night, the "Quzi beauty" was simple, mysterious, noble and fashionable.

No one wanted to get it. Late in the night, in the studio of "Silk Road Nei" in the Western light industry market in Urumqi, expensive clothes were stacked on the floor, and Sun Xiuqin, with a few untidy hair, sat on the ground, groping for the brocade, and contrasting the silk beside his body. After that, he drew several pictures on the design drawing. "Sun Xiuqin"

"It's only half a month since the press conference, and I haven't finished several dresses yet. I live in the studio, day and night."

She yawned repeatedly, exhausted.

Before the conference, the serious overdraft of the body made Sun Xiuqin, who was over half a year old, unable to stand up. She prayed every day: she insisted on finishing the conference.

In the eyes of friends, all Sun Xiuqin was tired of himself.

She is a senior fashion designer of the Xinjiang military region's literary troupe. She has long been successful in the field of stage design.

With a salary of over 10000 per month, sitting at home and drawing at random are all very valuable.

But she has to try her best in fashion design.

In March 2007, Sun Xiuqin came to Beijing international fashion week for the first time, and released a special sensation with JINGWAH.

In November 2007, she came here again, with the theme of "pastoral Grassland" as the theme, and released the "first show" of pure fashion garments, thus completing the leap from a stage costume designer to a fashion designer and becoming one of the top ten designers in the country.

2008 she founded the "Silk Road neon" personal studio, determined to bring the essence of all the dress culture in Xinjiang to the forefront of fashion.

Facing his colleagues, Sun Xiuqin is very proud: "what you bring is the brand of enterprise or individual, and what I bring is Xinjiang's national culture."

Li Dangqi, vice chairman of the Chinese Association of fashion designers and professor of Academy of Fine Arts at Tsinghua University, exclaimed: "for so many years, Sun Xiuqin has been insisting on doing one thing: the integration of the culture and fashion culture of all ethnic groups in Xinjiang.

I admire her persistence.

As a matter of fact, she is doing better and better.

Three degrees on the top stage of China's fashion industry, Sun Xiuqin's dream has quietly changed. "Originally here is to seek personal success, and now has changed the responsibility of promoting Xinjiang's national culture."

After seeing the conference of "the beauty of the Chi Zi", a British designer said, "this fashion announcement brings the breath of the ancient Silk Road culture, and the beauty is extraordinary.

If we go to Europe, it will be more popular. "

One sentence made Sun Xiuqin have a new dream: to make Xinjiang a nation.

"But where can we find this huge sum of money? There's always a way out."

She frowned only slightly and laughed.

"Sometimes, I really envy those people in the community who walk dogs and cats every day, but if I want to live on such a day, I will have depression in two days."

Sun Xiaoqin laughed at himself.

Her heart was flying, and she could not stop herself.