Woot woot woot, guys, you should all be super proud of me! I finally finished reading a book on my TBR that has been there for like ever (since I started bookstagramming pretty much). While my opinion on this book may not be as high as most of Bookstagram’s, it does carry a lot of merit. Without further ado, here is the synopsis for When Life Gives You Lululemons:
***NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER***
Best Books of Summer 2018 Selection by
Entertainment Weekly * Cosmopolitan * Harper’s Bazaar * Redbook * Southern Living * Good Housekeeping * PureWow * PopSugar * Bustle * Entertainment Tonight * StarMagazine * St. Louis Post-Dispatch * Columbus Dispatch * Tampa Bay Times *BookTrib *
HE SET HER UP. THEY’LL BRING HIM DOWN.
Welcome to Greenwich, Connecticut, where the lawns and the women are perfectly manicured, the Tito’s and sodas are extra strong, and everyone has something to say about the infamous new neighbor.
Let’s be clear: Emily Charlton does not do the suburbs. After leaving Miranda Priestly, she’s been working in Hollywood as an image consultant to the stars, but recently, Emily’s lost a few clients. She’s hopeless with social media. The new guard is nipping at her heels. She needs a big opportunity, and she needs it now.
When Karolina Hartwell, a gorgeous former supermodel, is arrested for a DUI, her fall from grace is merciless. Her senator-husband leaves her, her Beltway friends disappear, and the tabloids pounce.
In Karolina, Emily finds her comeback opportunity. But she quickly learns Greenwich is a world apart and that this comeback needs a team approach.
So it is that Emily, the scorned Karolina, and their mutual friend Miriam, a powerful attorney turned stay-at-home suburban mom, band together to not only navigate the social land mines of suburban Greenwich but win back the hearts of the American public. Along the way, an indispensable ally emerges in one Miranda Priestly.
With her signature wit, Lauren Weisberger offers an alluring look into a sexy, over-the-top world—and proves it’s style and substance together that gets the job done.
Alright, so here’s the deal: I get why this is a bestseller, I do. There’s snarky, sassy humor – exactly the kind that one would expect from a Weisberger novel. The standard wear of Lululemon and Athleta, etc., is made fun of continuously. Its basically a full on satire of the typical suburban millionaire wife/lifestyle. And of course, its all fun and games to escape into that lifestyle and live that life for a day or two. Also, since summer is ending, its the perfect light summer read. I mean, there’s school and kids and babies throughout the novel, but you can just sip your mimosa along with the ladies in the book and be a little free, imagine life with an au pair.
But all this does need to be taken with a grain of salt and understood to be satire –
otherwise, it can project a really unhealthy image of self. Emily can only stop judging fatness when she herself becomes pregnant and fat. A whole chapter is titled “Munching Xanax like Gumballs”. Funny? Yes. Healthy or appropriate? Not so much – this book should not be read by someone who is young and impressionable.
My other problem with this novel is just how unimaginative it is. (Spoilers below, although they might not even count as spoilers because the minute you understand how the plot starts out, you know the ending). I mean, yes, the minute details are super funny and well placed… current celebrities, Snapchat, etc. But in five or ten years? It’ll just be another snarky novel about bored housewives who’s husbands cheat on them or set them up or find a “housewife upgrade”. One of them doesn’t want to have kids until she realizes she does. The other thinks her husband is cheating until he gives her a big gesture. And the third is a supermodel who realizes her husband has used her all along. Let’s be honest, doesn’t this sound familiar?
So yes, its a fun read. Its a snarky read, and it definitely helps you poke fun at yourself. Read it when you need to take a break, and don’t want to take life seriously. But don’t take any life lessons from it, because at the end of the novel you’ll realize that much of the jokes about Lululemon and Snapchat and rosé will be irrelevant in just a couple more years.