I liked Lauren Weisberger very much in her first book, "Devil Wears Prada." The characters were great, the whole story was intriguing and the pages flew.
Not with Chasing Harry Winston. The story is about 3 best friends who vow to change theirs lives in the next year. Leigh doing something totally out of her character, Emmy sleeping around with random men and Adriana having a committed, exclusive relationship which might lead to a possible marriage.
The story started with Leigh, a pretty neurotic type, who got everything she could have but suffered from a common dissatisfaction. Classic, late twenties woman. She has a great job, great apartment, great friends and a lovely fiancé whom she loved but wasn't in love with. To the point of getting disgusted just kissing him. So then there goes the inevitable and she has an affair with her new author - the ever so sexy and mysterious Jesse Chapman and decides to break up with her fiancé because she just thinks it's wrong to have a relationship based on lies. How surprising. I'm shocked.
Then there's Emmy. The serial monogamist, loves to cook, hopeless romantic. Dumped by long - term boyfriend for a 22 year old virgin cheerleader. While she's about to get depressed, her friend make her promise that she won't jump into the next relationship and have a little fun, while travelling the world for her new job that she declined so she didn't have to leave that prick boyfriend of hers alone. So she has quite a few affairs which are not totally worth of knowing and then there's this one stranger who turned her down which is worth noting since he'll be having a comeback at the end of the story. Oh and of course, her ex-boyfriend comes back to him and asks to reconcile. Without even saying sorry - how rude! And Emmy, glowing with the newly found confidence because of her random affairs (you can't call them hook - ups or flings!) she just smiles and tells him to get the fuck out. Way to go Emmy, you make us all proud.
And of course there's Adriana. The girl born with a silver spoon in her mouth. A socialite, who never worked a single day in her life to save her soul. So she knows a whole nine yards about men since she's Brazilian (really the nationality doesn't matter, it takes only that amount of men for women to know what they need to know). And I have to admit she's quite the attention whore, half the things she does is just to catch the gawks of highly aroused men who stare at her open-mouth. Really? I mean you're 30 and you still need that? I'm not saying that every women likes to be looked and appreciated at, hell, we love it but seriously, doting your life to that? I don't know you but it screams self - conscious from head to bottom to me. But anyways, so she mesmerizes this future promising film director and he just worships the ground she walks on. Yet, he's quite the geeky boring type. One day at a dinner party, she sits next to this important women from Marie Claire, who apparently know a lot about running a magazine but so few about men. Adriana gives her tips on how to attract a guy and surprise surprise it works! And since the magazine lady has been so desperate for god knows how long, she's ecstatic that the advice has its results and offers a column on the web edition of the magazine. Our little Adriana now become a woman. * Teary eyes* And they even offer a better job to her in LA in a matter of months and she whisks off to the other side of the country. Admitting defeat beforehand, saying she won't be able to stay in a committed relationship when there are a lot of fish in the sea in the new town. Yeah yeah.
So if I must altogether make a comparison of the characters, I'd say Leigh is the new Miranda, Emmy is the new Charlotte and Adriana is the new - of course - Samantha. With such shallow personalities that all three women from the epic "Sex and The City" are Greek philosophers.
A definite beach reading, recommended for the ones who just want to enjoy losing a couple of hours in an alternate world and not think of anything else. But don't expect anything more than that. Not every chick - lit has the lit part in it.
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