"This dress is perfect, it's beautiful, it's a winning gown," Jorge explained.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
It was gorgeous but it didn't feel like me.
"Umm.."
"What's wrong?"
"This isn't the dress I want to wear..."
"Taylor, you will win in this gown, I guarantee," he stated as the ushered me back to the mirror.
"I'm not sure."
"Trust me."