Don’t Cross Me

Summary

I was born with severely hyper-reactive skin. Anything less than the absolute highest tier of luxury fabric sends me into a full-blown allergic shock.

Ironically, this medical curse caught the eye of a haute couture label owner. She hired me as the company's chief quality assurance director.

My rule was simple. If I put on a gown and it felt uncomfortable, it had to be remade.

Today, I rejected three sample dresses from our newest designer. She completely lost her mind.

"Who are you to say my pieces cannot be sold!"