It's hard not believe that in creating the "Bootcamp 360 for Brides" program, that Kleinberg hasn't simply cynically exploited two groups in America that are known for their willingness to plunk down phenomenal amounts of cash in pursuit of their dreams -- brides-to-be and women who think they're too fat and get caught up in the weight loss craze. Kleinberg's "program" is nothing more than an unholy union of militaristic language juxtaposed with the flowery, sentimental dreaming that supposedly infuses the engagement days of any girl-bride. The program relies heavily on guilting women about the size and shape of their bodies, particularly in relationship to male bodies, exhorting women to go ahead and eat cookies if they wish, but only if they first strip down and eat it naked in front of the mirror (apparently to shame themselves out of the desire for tasty food). Kleinberg uses the same shaming technique by encouraging women to compare their female bodies to that of their husbands-to-be in a method that is nothing short of absolutely evil, throughout the book encouraging women to "Be his better half, not his better three-quarters". Since I only had three weeks to review the book by the time it arrived, I unfortunately didn't have enough time to try out the program and report on its efficacy (something I would certainly have done, time permitting, since it seems only fair given the nature of the book). However, I have no reason to believe the program itself would not be effective since there's absolutely nothing original about it except for its cynical target marketing. Indeed, her program consists of exactly what doctors have been telling Americans for years -- that good nutrition and exercise are the keys to weight loss and physical health. Kleinberg has simply regurgitated this basic medical advice using a woman's supposed fixation on her wedding day as the culmination of her otherwise pitiful existence, as if we have little other motivation for good health than to look waifishly dainty in a party dress. This is the worst book I have had the misfortune to pick up (perhaps ever) and any self-respecting woman will avoid it like the plague. Take the medical advice, but give Kleinberg and her fascist, self-hating sexism two middle fingers way, way up.

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