In 1984, textile worker Su Suji was reborn.
In her previous life, she had been a top designer, but capital swallowed up her brand. She died of lung cancer at 64, with an unfinished cotton-and-linen dress still lying in her hospital room.
This time, armed with an eye for style a decade ahead of her era, she started out selling clothes at a roadside stall in Hangzhou and fought her way through every obstacle: taking on the factory floor supervisor, battling a trademark dispute, and weathering a financial crisis.
She said, “Clothes are a person's second skin. The wrong clothes can eat away at a person's life.”
In this lifetime, she had only one goal: to dress the whole world in Suji.
