The Devil Wears Prada

Anyone who's ever had a terrible boss can relate to this. Anyone who's ever had their life spin out of control can relate to this. The story is engaging, and it made me finish the book in a day.

What would you put up with to (potentially) get the job of your dreams? Triple it, and that's a good day for Andy Sachs, the lead character of this. Fresh out of college and desperate for work, she takes a job with Miranda Priestly, THE fashion editor for Runway Magazine. As she quickly turns into her slave, half starved, criticized for her Gapwear, guess what? Her personal life suffers. I know, shocking.

As someone fresh out of college and halfway through an internship, I understand the frustration. Way too much work for not a lot of money. The ridiculousness escalates, and the two dimensional characters (the do gooder boyfriend, the alcoholic best friend, the inhuman boss, the indoctrinated coworkers, the creepy security guard) don't help.

To be fair, this book is a lot of fun and keeps your interest. The payoffs are unsatisfying and there's not really a moral for the story, except do what you want, and not something that will help you get to what you want. Now I feel all fuzzy inside. Aww...

And I got to hear about the insider perks of the fashion world, all the clothes I could never wear because I'm a) cheap and b) fat. Frankly all of the ridiculous 'I'm so fat' talk has made me not want to work in fashion. At ALL.

Is it great literature? No. Is it life changing? No. Is it a nice candy bar read for when you just can't handle anything heavy, life changing, or want something to read in the bath? Yes.