The Bride Asked for My Taste. I Gave Her a Wedding Gift She Couldn’t Return.

who owed Evelyn more than they owed Grant.

In public, I smiled.

At Bergdorf Goodman, Sloane made me watch her try on rehearsal dinner dresses.

“This one feels very Jackie Kennedy,” she said, turning before a mirror in white crepe.

“Jackie had better instincts.”

She laughed, unsure whether she’d been insulted.

The stylist did not laugh.

At lunch, Sloane ordered continue reading …