Lauren Weisberger's Unnamed Prada-Wearing Devil Book: Have some more Diet Coke and then we'll talk...
Me: No. I won't read any more of you. You anger me.
LWUPWDB: No. You love me. I'm Dan Brown for girls who don't bother with ancient codes.
Me: Argh! You don't impress me with your designer references or Starbucks drink orders. Andy drops $20 on an $8 cab ride and expenses it. I can't take your fabricat--
LWUPWDB: You want fabric? Miranda Priestly spit on this fabric once. It's still worth 10,000.
Me: What? No. Just give me some elegant prose. Something deserving of the English language.
LWUPWDB: My recitation of street names isn't enough for you? Lex, Madison, Sixty-seventh...That's not what you said last night when you read 80 pages before bed.
Me: But! Wait! I was under the influence of caffeine. I totally felt like Andy; I could barely keep my eyes...oh.
LWUPWDB: Aha.
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This movie/book really sounds like something that would make me angry to a point that would embarrass a lot of people (much the way MadTV does). But not this dude.
You crack me up. I just finished reading tonight. What a guilty indulgence. Trash but somehow I kept reading. John kept saying, "Wow, that book must be captivating!" Not so, but somehow I read it in 2 days.
Did I mention I'm preggo?
Thanks for the non-recommendation. I feel no guilt for not wanting to read this rubbish- or Dan Brown's! Enough people in my life pronounce both books garbage. So that saves valuable time on my end. thanks!
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