WHAT HAD BEEN A CHAOTIC mess of exotic gowns that ended up looking like the prom section of a second-hand clothing store had exploded, now looked like I'd walked into the most expensive clothing boutique.

I stood with a hand to my breast, breaths coming in astonished gasps as I turned slowly.

Gone were the heavy-duty exposed rails littered with an array of colours and fabrics, instead built against the outer walls were wide dark wardrobes interspersed by drawers and ...