Drabble: Smooth
Title: Smooth
Fandom: DWP
Words: 328 words
Notes: Appearances by Nigel Kipling and Miranda Priestly
A/N: Written for the prompt meme and![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
streep_party for rysler
The prompt was: Muses are evil.
Nigel Kipling would have denied it to the end of his days, but there were many days where Miranda's obtuseness was enough to drive him to drink from the very good collection of scotch that he kept in a sidebar. He knew better than to advocate any course of action; no one ever made foolish suggestions of that sort and survived the verbal flaying to tell the tale to anyone else. In the thirty-five years that he'd been at her side, he'd seen both the rise and fall of her personal life even as she achieved higher and loftier professional successes. He could honestly count the last few years as some of her happiest -- finally achieving that balance between Runway and her personal life, it was a much different Miranda that strode through and terrorized the staff at Runway.
He did not see the harm in having a gathering to celebrate her leadership of Runway US over the last thirty years; having Elias-Clarke finally recognize her skillful guidance of the perennial money-maker was no small feat. He was certain that Irv Ravitz was rolling over in his grave somewhere. If it was fearing an allusion to her age -- she had been one of the youngest editors to take over at Runway, it would not have been a problem. Nearing sixty, Miranda looked little changed from how she was at fifty. It was amazing what prudent use of sunscreen and general skin care could accomplish.
Nigel knew that even if she managed to avoid the much anticipated Elias-Clarke gala, it was much harder for her to veto the smaller dinner party with friends that was being planned closer to her birthday. As much as Miranda might grumble about the excessive amounts of enthusiasm being displayed for an occasion that only marked the ever increasing age of the guest of honor, she would not actively seek to disrupt the planning since it brought such excitement into someone else's eyes.
Fandom: DWP
Words: 328 words
Notes: Appearances by Nigel Kipling and Miranda Priestly
A/N: Written for the prompt meme and
streep_party for ryslerThe prompt was: Muses are evil.
Nigel Kipling would have denied it to the end of his days, but there were many days where Miranda's obtuseness was enough to drive him to drink from the very good collection of scotch that he kept in a sidebar. He knew better than to advocate any course of action; no one ever made foolish suggestions of that sort and survived the verbal flaying to tell the tale to anyone else. In the thirty-five years that he'd been at her side, he'd seen both the rise and fall of her personal life even as she achieved higher and loftier professional successes. He could honestly count the last few years as some of her happiest -- finally achieving that balance between Runway and her personal life, it was a much different Miranda that strode through and terrorized the staff at Runway.
He did not see the harm in having a gathering to celebrate her leadership of Runway US over the last thirty years; having Elias-Clarke finally recognize her skillful guidance of the perennial money-maker was no small feat. He was certain that Irv Ravitz was rolling over in his grave somewhere. If it was fearing an allusion to her age -- she had been one of the youngest editors to take over at Runway, it would not have been a problem. Nearing sixty, Miranda looked little changed from how she was at fifty. It was amazing what prudent use of sunscreen and general skin care could accomplish.
Nigel knew that even if she managed to avoid the much anticipated Elias-Clarke gala, it was much harder for her to veto the smaller dinner party with friends that was being planned closer to her birthday. As much as Miranda might grumble about the excessive amounts of enthusiasm being displayed for an occasion that only marked the ever increasing age of the guest of honor, she would not actively seek to disrupt the planning since it brought such excitement into someone else's eyes.