Beth
Sophia stood on the stool while I walked around her and took in the dress with a critical eye. The design was nowhere near finished, but I wanted to make sure that I had the fit right before I started adding all the delicate lace and embellishments. Sophia’s lush figure added a unique challenge. There was some gaping at the bust that I would have to adjust, and it was in danger of being too tight around her hips and belly.
“I told myself I would lose twenty pounds before the wedding,” Sophia fretted, “But it’s so hard with the holidays. Every time I turn around, there’s Christmas cookies and fudge and cakes! Do you know what they had in the break room yesterday? Little cherry cheesecakes in muffin wrappers.” She sighed dramatically. “How am I supposed to say no to cheesecake?”
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