Lauren Weisberger

I am just going to go ahead and say it. I did not like this book. I tried, I really did, but I just couldn't muster up anything. This mainly had to do with the main character. I really did not like her, to me she just seemed like a spoiled, whiny, 'intellectual', who felt she was too good for anything. so I really couldn't muster up any sympathy for her when she was put into a impossible situations by Miranda.

The Character Andrea seems largely to wallow in her self to the point where she completely ignores the people in trouble who are close to her, until it's too late. I kept reading because I felt that I was missing something, something that other people were reading and were liking but it never did come. I was really disappointed and I wish I had kept this book off my challenge list. I'm still going to watch the movie and I'm crossing my fingers that it's better than the book. I won't write a comparison because I didn't like it enough to and I have better things to do with my time honestly.

There's one thing I can say about the book as a positive, it does hold up well despite it being fourteen years old.
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I watched the movie when it first came out, and I remember thinking it was cute and funny, but ultimately pretty forgettable. So when I finally picked up the book, more than a decade after seeing the movie, I wasn't surprised I couldn't remember much about the plot or the characters.

I was quickly caught up in the light, breezy storytelling. I liked the author's voice, and I liked Andrea (even though I just couldn't understand why she stuck around for as long as she did; the carrot hanging at the end of a mighty big stick just didn't seem like enough of a reason for an intelligent woman to let herself be abused like that, day in and day out.) I particularly enjoyed the way Andrea dealt with her everyday hardships. Her passive-aggressive moves (purchasing expensive lattes for the homeless and charging them to her boss's credit card; serving Miranda's meals on dirty plates, etc.) gave me a chuckle, and made me cheer for her. But still... she allowed SO MUCH more abuse than any normal, reasonable person could possibly endure.

I did feel as though some of the behind-the-scenes fashion stories became repetitive, and the gossipy nature of the chapters got old after a while, but I was still eager to see how the story ended. And on that front, I was a little disappointed. I wanted more closure: about Alex, about Emily, about Christian, even about Miranda. I was left wishing there'd been more of a wrap-up at the end.… (més)

Full disclosure: I went into this with a hatred of chick-lit. I had enjoyed the guilty pleasure of The Nanny Diaries, and when my best friend told me she secretly loved chick-lit, I decided to give it a try. My first attempt (from her bookshelf) was deplorable, but I liked The Devil Wears Prada film, so I decided to give the genre a second try.

This book was unbelievably terrible. The shallow, self-absorbed main character, whom we're supposed to believe is interesting enough for everyone to follow her life in the newspaper and qualified enough for her Fabulous job. (And also, women everywhere in Weisberger's world, even highly educated and qualified ones, want Fabulous jobs in fashion and entertainment) The staunch homophobia, with only truly flaming homosexual characters (and all effete men being secretly homosexual) was what really turned me off from this book.

Experiment? Over.… (més)