By Lauren Weisberger
Lauren Weisberger’s latest is the perfect paperback for any label-lover en vacances, laced as it is with allusions to Valentino, le Cirque, la Perla, scarlet BMW convertibles and multi-carat HW diamonds-to-go. In her third book, Weisberger, best known for The Devil Wears Prada, delivers another neat line in female friends with ultimately sound values but somewhat suspect men.Emboldened by raspberry mojitos on a girly night out, the three, almost-thirty women vow the coming year will change their lives. Romantically-minded restaurant manager Emmy sighs that her life has morphed into a sad chick flick. After forgiving him serial “slip-ups”, she has been dumped by her boyfriend of three years for a much younger, virgin, gym trainer. So now it is time, Emmy decides, for sex with random men. Spoiled and sybaritic Adriana resolves the reverse: after manifold affairs, she will settle for one man and a ring. For perennially cautious Leigh, however, the prospect of transformation is more perplexing. Who would not envy her job (as a top publishing house editor), her perfect apartment and her enviable boyfriend? In a carefully crafted lifestyle, Leigh’s secret spontaneity is guiltily repressed… until a hotshot bad-boy author singles her out to polish up his new novel.
Add to the wry story-line a toxic parent or two, an African grey parrot of nil verbal restraint, plus brief encounters in Curacao and Paris, and the twelve-month ends in tears and revelation: though not always getting what they crave, the friends find out what they really, really want.