"Fashion--it's an obsession for millions. But for four lucky, talented girls, fashion is a full-time, style-transforming . . . internship in New York City Some might call it work, but as interns at high-end Couture magazine, Callie, Nadine, Ava, and Aynsley are workin' it in style.
Callie Ryan:
Innocent aspiring designer or claws-out fashion phony?
Nadine Van Buren:
Brings the party. Loves to party (even if it's a pity party).
Ava Barton:
Happy to be here . . . and about to take over
Aynsley Rothwell:
Sexy socialite with a killer wardrobe--and the attitude to match.
Hanging with the Couture interns is what's in this season. But who's the glamorous sage behind the Fashionista blog serving up style wisdom and sartorial send-ups?
It's enough to spark a hot-and-heavy fashion frenzy. Hold on to your Manolos . . . read on and find out."
Meet Callie, Nadine, Ava, and Aynsley. They are four divas in this book. None of them are quite as innocent as they seem. None of them are who they think they are. And none of them are pure at heart. Plus, they are all snobbish, rude, and vain. I can put them all together; and you probably wouldn't be able to tell them apart.
In short words? There are no need to describe their character traits individually. They are all the same, just have different. If you want to know the differences, just read the synopsis. That is actually a good description.
First of all, the synopsis is misleading and downright annoying. Not once, not once has anyone question the identity of the mystery author behind the Fashionista blog. None of the main characters tried to figure it out. That is one big issue. Failure to deliver upon promise. Failure numero uno!
Second of all, the plot is boring. For most of the book, it feels like drama and drama and drama. If I really wanted this much drama, I could had simply watched a soap opera. This is one book that had a bunch of subplots that it felt like the author couldn't control them all. And I have a bit more to say. Most of the book felt like an exposition than the normal. (Normal is exposition, rising action, climax, falling action, then resolution).
The writing is more like for younger teens who don't know any better. (It shouldn't be in the older teens section at my local library). Oh, I should also add that the author sometimes use words in the wrong way. I'm not going to say how, but some of it is just wrong/inappropriate. And so out of character. That I will add. Out of character.
Anyway, if you want a book that is similar to this, but better, I would recommend you The Daughters. However, there is a downfall to that series. The plot, The Daughters and sequel plots, get really old. I mean, oooooold. That author sort of reuses plots over and over and over and over again. It gets a bit annoying.
The use of fashion terms, on the other hand, gets old too. I don't need to know about Jimmy Choos or Calvin Klein. Thank you very much. I will be happy to not know that the dresses these girls are wearing are worth more than a year of my salary. I would prefer to not know that they are richer than Bill. At least, that is what is seems, especially with Callie and Aynsley (and how the heck do you pronounce that name?).
Rating: One out of Five
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