Présentation de l'éditeur
Every Fabulous Girl knows that elegant manners, proper thank-you notes, the perfect pair of shoes, and basic social savoir faire will get you through many, if not most, of life’s occasions. But what about those special situations that every girl encounters—the wince-inducing, hair-curling dilemmas and debacles that can rattle even the most fabulous woman to her core? For those times when perfect table manners won’t save the day, The Fabulous Girl’s Guide to Grace Under Pressure offers a crash course in extreme etiquette—a scenario-by-scenario, must-have manual for surviving the stickiest, trickiest situations that come your way.
What should you do if you catch your boyfriend in bed with another woman? What if that woman is your best friend? What happens if you get a bit too tipsy at your company party and make an inappropriate comment to your boss? Tackling all areas of urban life—from the workplace, to friendships, to sex and courtship—authors Kim Izzo and Ceri Marsh show you how to overcome even the most excruciating circumstances with the Audrey Hepburn-esque style and finesse that are the hallmark of the Fabulous Girl. You’ll learn how to gracefully handle predicaments such as:
• Your ex-boyfriend becomes famous
• Your credit card is declined while you’re dining with a client
• Your assistant is trying to get your job
• You get caught having broom-closet sex with a coworker
• You catch your friends complaining about you
• Your shopping buddy gets caught shoplifting
• You decide to call off your wedding at the last minute
No matter how poised and well-mannered you are, the adventurous life of a Fabulous Girl inevitably leads to a few high-stakes dilemmas. Charming, witty, and eminently practical, The Fabulous Girl’s Guide to Grace Under Pressure arms you with the know-how to stylishly deal with whatever insanity life throws your way—and remain fabulous throughout it all.
Extrait
Chapter One
The Workplace
"What did you do to your hair? It looks good," Cheryl, a senior editor at Smack! magazine, squealed at me as she ran past my desk. Despite the backhanded compliment, I had to admit that I was having an unusually good hair day. Normally my hair misbehaves a few times a week, generally when I have a can't-miss cocktail party to attend. But that day my tresses looked fab. I chose to take my good hair as an omen.
I loved my job as associate editor for the magazine. Smack! is known in the rag trade as a general-interest magazine, but I'd been hired to give it specific interest: young and hip. In other words, it was my job to tell our middle-aged readership about what the pretty young things were drinking and shopping for, where they went to listen to music and get their hair done. I'd been at it for over a year. And while I was happy, I was beginning to want to move my work in another direction--upward, that is--but unfortunately I couldn't yet grasp exactly where up was.
Whack! Something walloped my desk with a mighty slap.
"Do you read Dudley's page?"
There stood John Bradley, Smack!'s editor in chief, the big boss, with a wad of rolled-up newspaper in his hand. I wondered if he was now going to swat me on the nose with it.
"He's funny. Your writing should be more like his. You know, chatty."
"But he's a gossip columnist."
"And?"
"And I'm not." I tried not to sound annoyed, but lately Bradley seemed to find fault with whatever I did or didn't do.
"Well, if you'd rather have dull copy. Did you dye your hair?"
"No, it's just a good--"
Bradley hurried away, leaving the offending paper on my desk. Dudley's gossip column ran in a national newspaper. Since being on the job, I'd become an observer of sorts. Being out many nights a week gave me plenty of opportunities to people-watch. I'd met Dudley on many occasions and he was not what you'd call gentlemanly. I wasn't really on his radar--he would barely say hello to me. And now there was Dudley's sucky face sneering at me.
Truth be told,
