What do you get when you mix Cruella DeVille with a posh fashion magazine editor in chief? The ultimate boss from hell, rightfully named “The Devil Who Wears Prada.” Meet Miranda Priestly, a sadistic tyrant who just happens to be the Editor in Chief of a high-fashion magazine Runway. Miranda is so evil, she ranks right up there with the most wicked female Disney villains. She takes pleasure in beating down her helpless assistants with brutal insults and impossible tasks. Unlike the remaining cast of forgettable characters, the infamous Miranda Priestly almost makes this book worth reading. Unfortunately the main character (Andrea Sachs) is as bland as flat soda. There’s nothing there, no life, no spunk, just a boring, one-dimensional creation. This lifeless puppet begrudgingly goes through the motions as her tyrannical boss dictates her every move. The reader is supposed to feel sympathetic for this unfortunate soul, but it’s easy to grow tired of Andrea’s sarcasm and self-serving attitude. The plot (or lack there of) is just a cluster of scenes where Andrea leaps from one disaster to another. There were a couple of instances in this book that didn’t sit well with me: Weisberger’s snide remarks about Texas and people with southern accents, and her nonchalant attitude towards drinking and driving. Being a fan of the “chick lit” genre, I didn’t expect to read a literary masterpiece; I just wanted something fun and light to read. This book, however, proved to be a little too light, and brainless. I’ve read young adult books with more captivating characters and storylines. To all the fashionistas out there, this book may be worth reading. Considering that author, Lauren Weisberger once worked for a real-life Miranda Priestly during her employment at Vogue, she’s able to gives the readers an inside look at what it’s like to work in the high-fashion industry. To the readers that aren’t solely interested in fashion and designer duds, don’t waste your time with this book. With a cast of characters that you’re likely to forget, a plot-less series of redundant misadventures and a ho-hum ending, this book is a chick-lit miss.
2 thoughts on “The Devil Wears Prada”
Hmmm, I’ll skip it just for the Texas snide comment. I did however enjoy the movie. Is this a case where the movie was actually better than the book? How daft….:)
LOL! Poking fun at Texans is very daft! Actually the book is more interesting than the movie because the supporting characters were more developed. The downside is that none of them were likable.