“Parisians are very stylish.” Miss Luna’s expression was open and amiable. “The dressmaker who created this lovely gown lived in Paris for many years. Her late husband was a diplomat, and when he died, he left her a sizable portion, which she used to open her own dress shop in Mexico City.” “She went into service?” Lady Emily sputtered, pressing a hand to her chest. Miss Luna’s brows knit together. “I’ve never considered what Señora García did a service, but I suppose you could say it was.” “What did you consider it, then?” Avery asked. “Artistry.” Running her black-lace gloves along the
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