I literally jumped up and down with glee when I spied this long-awaited sequel, Revenge Wears Prada in the bookstore.
I’ve read everything Lauren Weisberger has written, but of course, The Devil Wears Prada is the crowning jewel.
I had no doubt this book would be anything other than fabulous and I found it to be entertaining escapism into Andy’s new glossy Manhattan life.
A fun, easy read to a cult classic with a satisfying twist at the end.
It’s been ten years since Andy Sachs quit her job at Runway magazine in a glorious f-you moment to her formidable boss, Miranda Priestly.
Andy has joined forces with Emily, her former arch-enemy and co-assistant to start a luxury bridal magazine, The Plunge.
Life is good as Andy writes and travels, finally captain of her own ship and engaged to delectable and wealthy society boy, Max Harrison.
Their wedding is set to be the event of the years and will be splashed all over The Plunge tantalizing readers with the classiest catering, couture and cake.
The morning of her wedding, Andy discovers a secret rocking her trust in Max. Jitters turn to dread as Andy’s ‘perfect’ life begins to unravel. And then, of course, The Devil herself returns more terrifying than ever before – and she wants Andy’s blood.
Andy is a likeable heroine and her character really drives this book throughout. She has evolved over the past decade – she is now wealthy, beautiful and successful, although still not happy.
There has been some criticism of Andy’s character for letting her marriage to Max crumble without communicating adequately with her husband.
The argument lies that Andy is no longer relatable to the reader and has become silly and self-absorbed – in essence, everything she hated so much about the Runway world in the first novel.
Personally, when I read I am largely happy to allow myself to be swept up with the flow without rallying too much against how or why a character behaves a certain way.
So, Andy has changed a little and I was ok to suspend disbelief from the original Andy we all know and loved in Devil Wears Prada.
How often is the movie as good as the book? Never, right? The 2006 movie The Devil Wears Prada is the one exception to this I have ever come across. Characterization was just sublime with Meryl Streep portraying Miranda perfectly.
I was so happy to re-discover my love for Miranda and Andy in Revenge Wears Prada. I enjoyed this book, finding it to be a pleasant return to ‘The Devil’ and an engaging read.
The novel was pretty harshly criticized by a number of critics, citing Andy’s character is self-absorbed alongside an unbelievable plot and poor writing. Weisberger also copped flack for not including enough of Miranda’s character – after all, she’s the one we all love to hate.
Call me easily pleased, but regardless, I found this to an engaging read and a pleasant escape to some glamorous destinations from the Hamptons to Manhattan. Yes, it is a bit of a stretch all the drama hangs off the one (rather small) fact that Max bumped into his ex on holiday and neglected to mention it. However, I certainly wasn’t going to allow that to spoil this book for me.
An escapist sequel to a chick-lit classic that is smart, funny and perfectly enjoyable.
“I found the guy! After more than twenty years of being single and jerked around and cheated on and alone, I found my soul mate. Pardon my French, but you think I give a shit about the flowers?” Lauren Weisberger – Revenge Wears Prada
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