All of these "chick-lit" books have the same useless formula. Not everyone works in publishing or fashion or advertising or television or movies. And thank goodness for movies. Because of them, "The Devil Wears Prada" was a great movie and a so-so book. These books are - sorry to say it - stupid. They really insult my intelligence. Or rather, what the author thinks is my intellectual level. You know how smart I am? I stopped reading this garbage after 50 pages and posted it for a swap. Now who's smart?