LONDON — I was late for the ball.
O.K., it wasn’t a ball, exactly, it just felt that way as I stood in a locker room at the All England Club trying on gowns.
Essay: A Cinderella Story at Wimbledon, Minus the Athlete
LONDON — I was late for the ball.
O.K., it wasn’t a ball, exactly, it just felt that way as I stood in a locker room at the All England Club trying on gowns.