The devil wears plastic
February 13, 2010 § Leave a comment
One of the unShelved is notoriously fussy about books. She hates having them dogeared or showing any sign at all of being cracked open. She’d whack you if your bookmark was any thicker than a receipt. When you lend her a book, you risk it coming back to you with a way of shaming you for not taking care of it better. Thus, I present to you the only book in my collection with a plastic cover: Lauren Weisberger’s The Devil Wears Prada. You’ve all heard how movies never do justice to the book and this is one fine example. In the book, the heroine shows more guts than Imelda Marcos has shoes. And is several leagues over Anne Hathaway’s porcelain faced, delicate flower in haute couture depiction. Yes, it smacks of chick lit (hate this descriptor), what with its setting in the center of the fashion world. But it’s really about how all of us just try to get by while we sort out what we want to be when we grow up. And there always has to be someone to throw in a spanner in the works. That’s just life, though I wish mine came with a fabulous wardrobe too.