“Maybe,” I said. “But I’ll regret it with excellent views.” The elevator doors closed and the day resumed. Power rarely pauses to admire itself, and there were still calls to … Continue reading Part2: At my bridal fitting, my fiancé’s mother looked me up and down in a $14,000 gown and said, “White is for girls who have a real family waiting at the end of the aisle.” And while the entire salon stood frozen, my fiancé lowered his eyes and said nothing.