At the rate she was going the collection would never be ready for the Atlanta show. “Dahlink, I want you to design wedding dress. For me.” Jolie’s ears perked up at the words “wedding dress.” She dragged her attention away from the mannequin. “Are you—did Ricky—I mean, are you engaged?” Melina offered a tinkling laugh. “You are silly girl. No, I want you to design wedding dress for me to wear in show. I plan out in my head. Last night when I cannot sleep.” “Melina, I can’t design another wedding dress in time for the show. I’ve already designed one for the finale.” Jolie didn’t mention that she’d also picked out the model for the look and that she was Melina’s polar opposite. That dress wouldn’t work on Melina at all. “I may not even finish the collection by then. You change every look at least ten times. You’ve given me an impossible deadline and there’s still a lot to do.
