Not So Sex In The City

so i finished the lipstick jungle by candace bushnell, author of sex in the city and i have to say, it was not a fun read. i thought it would be like chick lit with substance or depth, but i really felt stressed most of the time. why? because the three main characters--one is the head of a studio, one is a famous fashion designer, and the other is the head of a magazine, on her way up in that industry--spend the entire novel worrying about losing their jobs.

now, if you have ever been laid off or fired or maybe even both, you know the stress of being unemployed. to say it sucks is like saying the sky is blue or the pope is catholic. it sucks, sucks, sucks. so, reading an entire book, thinking that one of these characters is going to get axed and have to downsize her whole life, well, it's just not what i call fun. besides, i already read something like that a month ago or so, and it just wears you out. i don't even remember what the book was, but lordy, talk about depressing. the woman lost her job, her husband, her snazzy apartment, etc. yuck!

from now on, it's jackie collins all the time.