Standing Ground in the High-End Aisle Where Pride and Proof Collide
CHAPTER 1: THE THRESHOLD OF FITTING ROOM FOUR The air in the flagship store’s fourth-floor corridor smelled of heavy floral perfume, polished oak veneer, and the crisp, metallic dryness of central heat running on full power. Behind Clara, the hum of Saturday retail was a steady, dull roar—plastic hangers clicking along brass rails, toddlers whining…