
but then comes her mature transformation to shallow, image/clothes conscious, sex-obsessed, wealthy widow.less sympathetic. early part, where the protagonist is poor little relation of rich, undergoes transformation as kind of Pygmalion, marries ridiculously wealthy man, who fortunately then dies through strokes. i remember much of it actually, i see more clearly after thirty years of other reading that this is a fantasy. 'famous' in their particular world of: money, fashion, moviemaking, money. good sex.Įveryone is 'rich' here or connected/headed to rich. there was a tv show i must have seen a few times as a youth, i think called 'lifestyles of the rich and famous', and this book is kind of that. there is a cumulative effect of exhaustion from so many proudly recounted names, where the cars are Bentley, purses are Hermes, places are London, Cannes, Beverley Hills, where the clothes are Dior, Blass, where the people are beautiful and/or talented. This is very much a book of the materialistic '80s. by which time i have a good idea that perhaps this need not be read (even) once. but i did read all but skipping through the last fifty pages. this is what happens when a book is easily downed from the library: requires no effort, no critical thought. and the answer to the motivating question? should i read it again. but i must remember how young we were.Ġ80617 from ? 80s read 2017 second review: well.



that book has continued to work for me, this book. also that of girlfriend predeceased who introduced me to this, whom in turn i introduced to The Snow Queen by joan d vinge. 290619: just heard author of this book judith krantz has died, so suddenly feel my age.
