To everyone who is anyone in New York, Victory Ford, Wendy Healy, and Nico O'Neilly are riding high: Victory is the hottest new designer on the block; Wendy is president of Parador Pictures with a sure-fire hit in production and three gorgeous children; and Nico is the editor of Bonfire magazine, the city's style bible. To the outside world they have hit their prime, but from where Victory, Wendy, and Nico are standing, things do not look quite that way. Nico is fitting in guilty extra-marital sex with an underwear model, Victory's last collection bombed, and Wendy's twelve-year marriage to her househusband is in freefall.
She would have liked to have called someone - Nico or Wendy, or some boyfriend or lover, which she didn't have at the moment - anyone to listen to her woes and tell her she was wonderful and make her feel better - but there wasn't anyone to call. And so she thought about how she would have to deal with this by herself, and how she had always dealt with everything by herself and gotten through it.
😐 I took time to read this novel because of the TV series. I never read a book while a movie or TV show is out there (usually before or many years after).
That said, I was hoping for something more fun like Sex and the City, but all I got was a rollercoaster - fun at times and, mostly, boring. It seemed too unrealistic and cheesy, no one gets through their problems that fast. Even Victory, who I totally related to, ends up the complete opposite to all her beliefs.
My favourite part was the last page.