I can't believe it. The styles are coming in, on time, and the sewing is perfect. Next week they will be dyed and pressed and sent to stores as promised.

Of course, you say. And I want to agree. In an ideal world the fabric would be in stock and ship on time. The cutter would respond to my calls. The sewer would attach the skirt right side up. And the dye colors would actually match the little swatch I so painstakingly selected. But in this world, I need to show my face to each party, every other day, in order for them to.... care about me and give me their best. I have learned something essential about how to run my business. The hidden key. I literally have to turn it myself. Sometimes with grace and other times with muscle, but turning nonetheless. It feels like I have opened the door to a new Filly.