Any body who has a passion for reading would probably be familiar with the work ‘The Devil Wears Prada’ – a humorous take on the inside world of personal assistantship to an inhuman boss. The main protagonist Andréa Sachs is a fashion unconscious college graduate desperate to become a writer who ends up taking a job as a personal assistant to one of the fashion industry’s most feared and revered icons – Miranda Priestly. A woman who gives the term ‘Diva’ an entirely new meaning altogether.
Andréa’s one year of assistantship ends in failure, but she learns enough to realize that she isn’t cut out for that kind of existence. Family values but in a modern avatar is how I would sum up the book.
The book was ground breaking, poked fun without overstepping into crassness and was equally good in celluloid form.
Lauren’s second book, ‘Everyone worth Knowing’ followed a similar pattern; basically honest and wholesome female enters into a job with a PR firm that is filled with glamour and goes through innumerable trials before calling it quits and living happily. As few changes included the main protagonists parents being the hippie types instead of the best friend’s but the whole best friend being neglected thing was repeated again.
The second attempt was like a can of coke that’s been left in the open for a while, sweet but the fizz was lacking.
Lauren’s third book was downright puzzling. While she did attempt to depart from the standard stock of characters that she had already rehashed in her second book she went too far out and served us fare that was like California wine being passed off as French Champagne. “Chasing Harry Winston” – a book that tracks the lives of three girlfriends for a year as they try to find the right man before they get too old.
It would have been a cult classic if only Candace Bushnell didn’t exist. As it is middle aged female angst is something that the ‘Sex and the City’ writer turned into a multi -million dollar empire.
So no prizes for guessing that the other two books didn’t do as well as the first. The first entertained, the second kept us interested while the third would have been something if it hadn’t been for the Déjà vu feeling.
Lauren, please get your act together. We miss the fabulously crackling wit of ‘Devil wears Prada.’ What happened to you?
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