Imagine this: a rainy Saturday, early evening. November. I was behind the wheel, stressing the hell out of my wife. Traffic on Commonwealth, then on Quezon Avenue going to Skyway. When we exited Skyway, our little hatchback was flanked by 18-wheelers on Quirino Avenue, then Roxas Boulevard where a stupid Mitsubishi Adventure cut us off…

There is a rule. One rule. The show tells you this upfront, in the title, in the premise, in the very first episode: don’t fall in love with her. Simple enough. A rule so clean and obvious that you’d think six reasonably intelligent adult women working in the fashion industry could manage it. Reader, they…