At My Daughter’s Wedding, My Husband Gave His Mistress My Seat and Told Me to Sit in the Back—Then the Groom’s Father Walked Past Him and Said, “Laura, I’ve Finally Found You”

Clients who changed their minds six times.

One woman cried because I made her late mother’s dress wearable for her own wedding.

Another complained that a hem was one-quarter inch shorter than she imagined.

Business contains beauty and irritation.

Both.

I loved it.

Penelope loved watching me build it.

But I became careful with the story she told herself.