I called Joey, who was at Rachel's house, and asked him to bring Rachel more shoes and some kit supplies. I was freaking out because I knew Rachel was extremely upset with me. Immediately after the kit crisis, my client's jewelry was not working out with the dress, so I was scrambling to find another available jeweler to bring different options. You can only imagine how difficult it was to find a good piece of jewelry on the day of the Oscars, when every piece is on hold or already being worn by other celebrities. Luckily someone came through with amazing jewels and the look was set.
After being with the client for hours, I was finally able to leave. (There was no need for me to be there that early to get her ready.) On the way back to Rachel's, I was literally shaking and unable to even focus on the road. I called Rachel and I could hear that she was mad at me and I could tell from the sound of Taylor's voice on the phone that she was enjoying that I had messed up. It was very apparent. With all of this stress and knowing that I had ruined the joy of Oscar day for Rachel, I began hysterically crying and had to pull over to the side of the road to call my boyfriend, because he is the one that can bring me back to earth. He always knows that right thing to say and at that moment the only thing I wanted was to hear his voice. Eventually I calmed down and began to make my way back to the studio.
When I pulled up to the house and saw that the camera crew was still there, I did not want to be filmed. I knew that things were going to go down and I was apprehensive about it appearing on TV, however, the cameras followed me and I am glad that they did. The one thing my boyfriend said was that I should try to keep myself from crying, but as you have been seeing on previews since August, I am not able to control myself.
As you can imagine, the tension in the house was high. I could tell that Taylor wanted to be in on the action, and judging from the look on her face when I told her that I wanted to speak to Rachel alone, I was right. Once Rachel and I were alone, the tears just started flowing. I was not crying because I wanted to manipulate Rachel and the tears were not a show for the cameras. As you can see, I was trying to hide my face. The weeks of walking on egg shells and trying to put on a brave face had finally got the best of me and I was unable to control all of my bottled up emotions.