When I finished organizing the dresses from Doinel's collection that we were going to wear at each event in the coming days, I hurried to take a relaxing shower after giving Tristan his snack, leaving him in his room with Maga.
The stylists were working on Michelle Boyer, Abby, and my mother. I asked to go last because I felt like I had a lot to do, but the truth is that I was nervous about leaving my son with Maga for this whole week. We had never been apart for so long, and I wanted to spend as much time as possible with him.
After getting out of the shower, I delicately put on the silver dress that was intended for tonight's event. The long mermaid-style skirt had a slit, revealing my right leg. The sheer fabric was covered in diamonds around my chest, leaving half of my back exposed
