The Craziest of Brides

The last time Andrea had gone to a tailoring shop, she was fitting for one of the dresses she had to model for Superstar. It was in a shop somewhere in the commercial district, next to a dessert shop and one that sold used books. The clerk there was friendly and bubbly, entertaining the customers in their small reception nook with zero unnecessary or awkward chattering and some jazz music.

That shop had a rather homey feel, but this one right here… Andrea wondered if she had walked into a corporate office instead. The walls were cream and gold, while the reception was so wide as if cars were allowed inside. The displayed gowns were in full mannequins, along with the raised veil and gorgeous shoes. Some even had a bouquet of plastic flowers in their plastic hands.

Andrea took a deep breath. She never had the chance to get fitted for a wedding gown before. She