It was just that she rarely had the occasion to wear such Classical Bespoke Gowns in her daily life, so she didn't own a single one.
In fact, she wasn't familiar with boutiques that specialized in them either, so it was a good thing Lilian had given her a recommendation.
Melanie and Preston walked deeper into the store, their eyes scanning the wide array of stunning gowns hanging on display.
To Melanie, the boutique felt incredibly unique.
She had seen designer stores carrying vintage styles while shopping in high-end malls before.
However, those brands usually targeted an older demographic, and even if she wanted to wear one, the cuts wouldn't flatter her.
But this place was entirely different.
The boutique Lilian recommended showcased profoundly sophisticated designs. Even a seemingly plain Hand-Dyed Cotton Heirloom Gown in subdued, muted tones exuded an indescribable charm and understated luxury.
Melanie tilted her head, finding it all quite fascinating.
She walked over and casually checked the price tag on one of the pieces, only to freeze when she saw a figure in the tens of thousands of dollars.
"I suppose I shouldn't have expected anything less from Lilian's recommendation..."
Melanie's lips twitched slightly.
"That's exactly why she told you that you had to bring me along, no matter what."
Preston stepped up beside her, having also caught sight of the exorbitant price tag.
Melanie didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"So she meant you were supposed to foot the bill?"
"Exactly."
Preston nodded, looking entirely nonchalant about it.
Melanie actually had no intention of spending Preston's money.
But the thought of dropping tens of thousands on a single bespoke gown was a bit hard to swallow.
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