THE GALAThe thing about galas is that they look beautiful from the outside.All that glittering glass and expensive fabric and people who've spent hours making themselves look like they just naturally wake up perfect. The lighting that costs more than most people's cars. The champagne that flows like water. The illusion of effortlessness.But from the inside from where I was standing in the venue three hours before doors opened, it was controlled chaos held together by duct tape and prayer."The centerpieces are wrong," Sarah said, appearing at my elbow with her tablet and the expression of someone who'd been dealing with vendor incompetence since six AM. "They sent peonies. We ordered roses. Peonies.""Can we work with peonies?""Nora, the entire color scheme is built around roses."I looked at the centerpieces. They were beautiful, objectively. Lush and full and romantic. Just wrong. The wrong shade of pink. The wrong vibe entirely."Okay," I said, switching into crisis mode. "Call
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