A delightfully dishy novel about the all-time most impossible boss in the history of impossible bosses.
Andrea Sachs, a small-town girl fresh out of college, lands the job “a million girls would die for.” Hired as the assistant to Miranda Priestly, the high-profile, fabulously successful editor of "Runway "magazine, Andrea finds herself in an office that shouts "Prada! Armani! Versace!" at every turn, a world populated by impossibly thin, heart-wrenchingly stylish women and beautiful men clad in fine-ribbed turtlenecks and tight leather pants that show off their lifelong dedication to the gym. With breathtaking ease, Miranda can turn each and every one of these hip sophisticates into a scared, whimpering child.
THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA gives a rich and hilarious new meaning to complaints about “The Boss from Hell.” Narrated in Andrea’s smart, refreshingly disarming voice, it traces a deep, dark, devilish view of life at the top only hinted at in gossip columns and over Cosmopolitans at the trendiest cocktail parties. From sending the latest, not-yet-in-stores Harry Potter to Miranda’s children in Paris by private jet, to locating an unnamed antique store where Miranda had at some point admired a vintage dresser, to serving lattes to Miranda at precisely the piping hot temperature she prefers, Andrea is sorely tested each and every day—and often late into the night with orders barked over the phone. She puts up with it all by keeping her eyes on the prize: a recommendation from Miranda that will get Andrea a top job at any magazine of her choosing. As things escalate from the merely unacceptable to the downright outrageous, however, Andrea begins to realise that the job a million girls would die for may just kill her. And even if she survives, she has to decide whether or not the job is worth the price of her soul.

The problem I had with this book was that I couldn't find a single main character that I liked. Yes, as expected, Miranda Priestly was horrible. But I didn't like Andrea either; or her cigarettes ("disguise the ash and sweat stains"); her impracticality at times, such as buying a queen sized bed and other furniture for a small room without measuring it, and thinking this was normal. "I had bought the usual bedroom set, a queen-size bed, a dresser, a nightstand or two." She's in her early twenties and just starting out. Having lived in group houses with many other young people at that age, that was NOT "usual". Most of us had single beds; especially in tiny rooms that wouldn't easily fit larger. Andrea was annoying and frustrating at times. Her refusal to ring Alex and her mother back when anyone else could see it was urgent. She, fluffy-headedly, took a bath instead, because she 'needed' to relax. Then when finally she rang her mother, she starts the conversation with, "Wait until I tell you about the night..." Doh!! No, a five is all I could score this book. I preferred the movie.

Released on a bench beside Bate Street, Central Tilba, NSW.

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