I've just finished reading Chasing Harry Winston. I suspect it might be a result of more serious themes of The Kite Runner and My Sister's Keeper, but I thought it was absolutely shit. I might as well have been reading some random person's Livejournal.
In a nutshell, the book was about three friends:
Leigh: Has been dating most-perfect-guy-imaginable for a year. Has excellent job. Is unhappy with life.
Emmy: Has just been dumped by boyfriend of five years. Serial monogamist. Hugely depressed about break-up.
Adriana: Sexy Brazilian babe. Unemployed socialite and high-class slut living off her wealthy parents.
Leigh ends up editing a famous author and then sleeping with him. She breaks up with her boyfriend and ends up with said author. Emmy travels the world for her job and fucks any man she could get her hands on. One of them who she thought had rejected her seeks her out and expresses interest. Her ex shows up at her apartment the day before her thirtieth birthday and begs for her to come back, only to be kicked out. Adriana ends up in an open relationship with a famous director and writes columns for Marie Claire.
Riveting stuff.
yes, this is the most attractive photo of myself that I could find, and yes, it looks better than I do :(
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