After an hour of silk, chiffon, crepe and all things lovely, we sat down to talk about money.
I gasped in horror and feeling slightly sick, my voice wavered as I said, “I’m so sorry Harriet, there’s no way I can do it.”
We were equally disappointed as we’d really enjoyed meeting and had hit it off.
Harriet immediately started looking at ways to bring the price down, different fabrics, different techniques and will phone on Monday with four possible solutions.
In the meantime I’m off to work. Visions of chiffon in my head. Can I have the dress I’d really love?
I really, really hope so.