"Liar. You can't trust a word men say. I'll find out for myself whether you're just like the rest of them." Grace Winslow rolled her eyes at him.
The food arrived quickly.
Many young women were out shopping on the street.
The economy was getting better and better. The girls on the street wore denim jeans and black-and-white plaid skirts, which were very popular in the south. A single glance revealed a sea of beauties; it was a dazzling sight.
Grace Winslow observed the pedestrians outside, gauging the latest fashion trends. Ideas for her next few designs began to take shape in her mind.
After the Floating Light Brocade was created, Grace worked her day job, then went to the shop after hours, working overtime to help make Florence Sherman's gown.
Florence Sherman would occasionally stop by the shop for a while, chatting with the other wealthy socialites who regularly ordered custom gowns and enjoying some afternoon tea.
