The Devil Wears Prada, by Lauren Weisberger

by Derwood Hunsdale-Talbot on July 31, 2008

devil-wears-prada-lauren-weisbergerSure, it’s been out a long while, long enough so it’s gone into paperback several times over, a movie was made and gone to DVD and it’s probably due out on cable next week. So what? I really liked it. I hated the movie, but I really liked the book, thank you Lauren Weisberger.

The book starts out with Andrea, a recent college grad suffering from dysentery on a trip to India with her boyfriend, Alex, returns home. She, as any recent college grad not going to grad school, needs a job. So she papers NYC’s magazine industry with her resume and lands a surprise job at a fashion magazine. Something she’s not interested in at all (she’s a New Yorker kind of gal) but is willing to give a shot. Now this is where the story really starts picking up. She then begins the slave like life of a personal assistant to a very high up editor of that fashion magazine. Miranda, which Meryl Streep did a fine job of in the movie, but was a completely different character than in the novel. The Meryl Streep version actually showed chinks in her steely armor of meanness, where I felt the Miranda in the novel really had none at all. And I like her that way, more realistic.

It’s from there that Andrea begins to change her priorities, eating habits, social life (none) and dressing like a fashionista. I enjoyed the descriptions of clothing, labels, accessories and jewels littered throughout the novel and unfortunately could see where things were going to go, in a formulaic story way. If you’re one of the handful of people on the planet who hasn’t read this novel yet, I won’t spoil it, but the formula does end at the end in a very non-Hollywood and much more realistic way. Whereas in the movie, they went right on ahead and tacked on a very formula, boring, unrealistic, we all live happily ever after ending. Boo.

All in all, I have read this novel several times over the years and each time I find just as enjoyable as the last. It’s not a mind bender or a story that makes you re-asses your life’s purpose, but that’s not the point. The point is it’s a good, fast read, full of guilty pleasures, social consciousness and Prada.

On the Bookalicious Scale: 4- Satiated. A most tasty read, yet not overfilling!

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