Southern Charm by Tinsley Mortimer

Author:Tinsley Mortimer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster

Sticks and Stones Can Break Your Bones

One thing I’d learned so far about New York people is that they are always working. It begins with the workday, which flows into after-work drinks with colleagues, which flows into after-after-work dinner with more work-related people. And weekends are just an opportunity to get more work done.

Sundays are official “unofficial” workdays, even in the fashion industry, and especially in the weeks leading up to Fashion Week, which happens twice a year. When I started working for Kevin, he was days away from his show and beyond crazed, but he asked that I come in for a quick meeting the Sunday after the Frick ball to go over my contract. It was the only spare moment he had.

Walking out the door, I grabbed my copies of The New York Times and the Post to read in the cab. As I headed down Fifth Avenue, I opened up the Times “Styles” section and there, as the centerpiece photo of Bruce Williams’s column, was a very large photo of Tripp dipping me on the dance floor at the Frick ball! I skimmed the page. Underneath the photo was a caption with our names, and mine was spelled correctly this time! I couldn’t believe it. As the cab pulled up to Kevin’s office building, I quickly folded up the section, grabbed the rest of my stuff, and hurried out of the cab. The Post would have to wait for after the meeting.

When I arrived at Kevin’s office on the tenth floor, his assistant ushered me into an open, airy conference room adjacent to his studio. He was sitting at the table with his director of public relations, Jenny Severs, a perky brunette with a sallow complexion and big saucer eyes, and Jenny’s assistant, Lane Beekman, who was so busy taking notes, she barely looked up when I walked into the room.

“Sooo,” Kevin began, smiling. “How are you?”

He looked at me a bit longer than I was comfortable with, as if my response might not be so positive. I smiled back at him.

“Great!” I said. I didn’t know whether to mention the Times or not. I wasn’t one to brag. I decided to let them bring it up. Or maybe they hadn’t seen it yet?

“Good to hear, sweetie,” he said, nodding his head solemnly. “So, let’s get down to business, shall we?” He turned to Jenny. “I hate to say this but we’re a bit strapped for time!”

“First off,” Jenny began, “welcome to Kevin Park.”

“Thank you,” I said. “I’m so excited!”

Jenny smiled and slid a folder across the table. “I’ve put together a press strategy that’s pretty straightforward,” she said.

I pulled the folder toward me and opened it up gingerly, not sure whether I should look at it in front of them or not. Kevin had already quoted a pretty generous salary, so I was curious about what else they could be offering. I started reading from the top.

“I hope you’ll find it satisfactory?” Jenny asked.

This kind of thing always made me uncomfortable.

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