Chapter 573 - Stop being a Bridezilla (6)

5 June, LY Studio, City K

After Joan hung up the phone, Lexi watched her place the phone back into her purse before handing the bag back to the assistant.

As Joan turned towards her, Lexi observed that she seemed calmer, almost as if the bridezilla had been calmed for a little while.  That was her opportunity, so Lexi said, "I need you to turn slowly in place, so I can look at the whole dress."

Lexi turned her head, and said "She has the shoes on?"

Seeing the nod from the staff, Lexi said "How do those shoes feel?"

"Tight.  You know I wanted to wear Manolo Blahnik's for my wedding," sniped Joan.

"Joan, Joan, Joan.  You want a brand; I want custom shoes that will match the dress completely.  What is the best we can do there?  While my call will be taken, and I can ask for custom shoes it will be a struggle for them to be designed, fitted, and delivered in time.  Most likely we will have to settle for an off the shelf design, adapted to have the custom look.  Not you sweetheart."

Joan snapped "Stop being sarcastic."

"Me, sarcastic, never…" drawled Lexi, laughing a little.

Observing the scowl on Joan's face, Lexi said "Fine, I get it.  You want high end.  If we had four to five months, that could have been done.  But you and your fiancé gave me about two months to pull everything off.  That means thinking outside the box.  I met this cobbler when I started the process of moving m back here.  Every time he has been asked to deliver something for me, he has done exactly what is required.  What I am interested in at the moment is how the height feels?  It is your usual height, but…"

Angrily Joan snapped "Stop giving me a running commentary.  I want what I want, so organise it."

Lexi sighed.  The bridezilla only disappeared for a few minutes and she was back with a vengeance.  Could she not have a break.  Observing the expression on Joan's face, Lexi knew that this was could be an argument that she would not win.  But maybe there was a way.  "How about this.  I will contact people at Manolo Blahnik and see what they can do, considering the height needed for the shoes.  But at the same time, you agree to allow the cobbler I want to measure you for custom shoes that will have the same embroidery on them to match your dress."

Raising her voice Joan yelled "I told you.  I want to wear Manolo Blahnik's, and you want to waste my time having some no name cobbler measure me for shoes.  You idiot."

Lexi wanted to slap Joan.  Had she no idea about custom shoes.  After talking a couple of deep breaths as calmly as she could Lexi said, "Do you not understand about custom shoes?"

"So, they should be easy to get, you just have to ask for them.  With your connections they should easily be able to be delivered."

Angrily, Lexi responded "What do you think we have done to get your dress to this stage?  So many measurements have been taken, multiple fittings to refine the dress to get to where we are, with a few minor tweaks now being needed for the perfect fit.  Do you not think custom shoes will be any different?  Somewhere along the way measurements will need to be taken.  My cobbler unusually will not only take the measurements but will make a cast of your feet to ensure that the shoes will consider your whole foot.  If I ask, he will share the measurements to see what can be done…"

Lexi watched the realisation hit Joan, that she was not going to simply get away with demanding what she wanted.  She would have to compromise.

Frustrated, Joan snapped out, "Fine.  The height is alright, but you need to do absolutely everything to get the shoes I want."

"Did I ever say that I would not do everything to deliver what you want?  No.  But I have always told you the time you have given me to pull off everything for the bridal party is tight.  That means there may on accessories, be some compromise to adapt with what we can ensure will be done."

Lexi looked at the front of the dress and said "We have a lot of work ahead of us, so that we can finish and have you out of the dress before your fiancé arrives.  Even the possibility of your fiancé catching a glimpse of you in the dress before your wedding is something I do not want.  I want his to be surprised as you walk down the aisle.  I need you to slowly turn left three times, stop raise your arms and move them about, before turning slowly right three times and raising then moving your arms again."

As Joan followed her instructions Lexi carefully observed the dress as she moved following her directions.  Seeing the movement, Lexi realised there were still a couple of additional changes required with the top, as it still was slightly looser than it needed to be.  As Joan lowered her arms for the second time, staring at Lexi, Lexi firmly said, "I need to turn with your back facing me, and then lift and move your arms around before putting them down."

"Stop dictating…"

"Damn it Joan, I need to see where the couple of alterations needed have to be so we can get this dress sorted, so just do it."

As Joan turned, Lexi swore she heard Joan say "B*tch", but it was said in a quiet enough voice that Lexi pretended not to hear what was being said."

Seeing Joan's movements, Lexi whispered the quick alterations needed to complete the perfect fit of the dress which were made.  After motioning for Joan to step down from the pedestal, Lexi noticed the hem was slightly off, and quickly had the corrections made.  After this was done, Lexi said "The girls will help you out, and once you have changed come and see me in my office."

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