Update on the previous post reading The Devil Wears Prada:
It occurred to me last night that it is a 'fluff book'. Something you read and say, yeah. So what? It has not changed my life profoundly. It does not have striking language (a defining factor for me). It does have a great biggest-bitch-boss-from-hell character, but even that gets boring. I'm getting bored with the book. Just my opinion...
So, you're an assistant to one of the biggest fashion bitches in history. You stay with the job, makes you miserable. Occasional mishaps with friend and kinda-but-not boyfriend. Boring.
I continue reading, however....page 203
Edited to add:
This is alot like Bridget Jones's Diary and the issue I had with that book. I considered it such a fluff book that I couldn't even finish it. And the complement movie-well, that went into the category of 'background movie'.