On a sunny fall afternoon, three generations popped into Maison Marcellé Boutique after Nana’s 80th birthday tea. Mom found her dream Mother-of-the-Bride dress and the Bride-To-Be said Oui! to a vintage lace wedding gown from Paris. There wasn’t a dry eye in the boutique. Everyone toasted with pink champagne and I thought:
“THIS is Maison Marcellé Magic!”