Be assured, this is all as ungodly shallow as it sounds, but at least Sykes knows how vain and ridiculous her characters are. There are more romantic contretemps and even a suicide attempt (with Advil: these girls aren’t too bright), but by the close everything gets wrapped up prettier than a Tiffany’s gift box. The narrator hooks up with a photographer whose Jude Law looks are belied by his Freddy Krueger personality their engagement goes to pot pretty spectacularly, but it’s nothing that a round of Bellinis and a fake bake (tan) can’t cure. They shop, they spa, they obsess over food allergies and hair highlights.
When she’s not working (which appears to be 99% of the time), our fashion journalist narrator/author stand-in is being dragged around Manhattan by Julie, her Upper East Side PAP (Park Avenue Princess, one of the story’s less inspired acronyms, of which there are plenty). Vogue contributing editor Sykes has a frightening insight into the mindset of unemployed, label-addicted blonds. That would be a shame, because if books of this sort must exist-and the publishing powers-that-be seem to have decided that they must-they should all go down as smoothly as this one. There may come a time in the future when a scholar of literature will come across a copy of this debut novel and shudder, thinking it one of those post-millennium Manhattan books that worship Vera Wang and Harry Winston as deities, regard Us Weekly as a holy text, and treat reality like a sexuality transmitted disease. By night, I'm on the prowl for the ultimate accessory a Bergdorf Blonde must have: an impossibly rich man with a very large diamond ring.Yet another tale of New York girls with more room on their credit cards than thoughts between their ears-but not in a bad way. By day, I write articles for a fashion magazine.
I gave up England for Princeton to my mother's horror. The gossips call me a champagne bubble of a girl. Honestly, it requires a level of commitment comparable to, say, learning Hebrew or quitting cigarettes.īut first, a little bit about moi.
You wouldn't believe the dedication it takes to be a gorgeous, flaxen haired, dermatologically perfect New York girl with a life that's fabulous beyond belief. Absolutely everyone wants to be one, but it's très difficult. "Into the blender go Anita Loos, Bridget Jones, Sex and the City, and Clueless out comes a diabolically amusing concoction." - New York Timesįor readers who adore Candace Bushnell, Tinsely Mortimer, and Lauren Weisberger comes New York Times bestselling author Plum Sykes's sly and amusing satire-now back in print for its 10th anniversary in a gorgeous, eye-catching package, with a new foreword by the author.īergdorf Blondes are a thing, you know, a New York craze.
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