In the bestselling The Devil Wears Prada, Andy, the ambitious young writer recently graduated from college, takes a "job most girls would die for" working as an assistant for Miranda Priestly, head of the elite fashion magazine Runway. Spoilers ahead if you haven't read the first book: Miranda turns out to be the boss from Hell and Andy fails to last out the year as her assistant, ultimately screaming at her boss to go and f*** herself.
Fast forward ten years... Andy's dream job working for the New Yorker never eventuated and her boyfriend dumped her and moved away. Instead, Andy finds herself running her own wedding magazine with none other than Emily, her former colleague from Runway, and engaged to wealthy playboy Max. The scene is set for Andy's dream wedding, to be featured in her own magazine, but of course something has to happen to spoil her big day. In the morning before the wedding Andy accidentally finds a note addressed to Max from his mother, begging him not to marry Andy and mentioning how he'd run into his ex while on his bachelor weekend, a meeting he'd neglected to mention to his fiancé. Andy begins to doubt her perfect man, and by extension her perfect life, which starts to crumble around her.
I had mixed feelings about this book. On the one hand I spent a fairly large chunk of the book waiting to see who was getting revenge on whom, Andy or Miranda, or someone else. There's really not a whole lot of revenging going on, nor is there much Prada. The dramatic confrontation with Andy's old boss that I expected to be climax of the story just doesn't happen. Miranda plays a fairly minor role and it is mainly Andy who screws up her own life, which I got the feeling she would have done with or without Miranda's influence. Compared with the smart young woman in The Devil Wears Prada I found Andy's behaviour in this book a bit irritating. She misses something that is obvious to the reader from pretty early on and perpetuates the problems between Max and herself when they might easily be solved by just talking to him.
On the other hand, I love a bit of melodrama in a romance novel, and this book delivers on that front. Taking as our unit of measurement the "Oh no he didn't!" 0r ONHD, this book gets three out of five ONHDs for Max's actions in the last third of the novel. There is a nice big hit of Other People's Imaginary Drama, followed by an eventual fairy tale happy ending, which is all I was really looking for.
Recommended for those looking for an unchallenging holiday read with not much Prada but plenty of drama.