Recent Brown graduate Andrea Sachs dreams of writing for The New Yorker, and, when she is offered a job as assistant to the Miranda Priestly, she is assured that one year of working with Miranda will open doors anywhere in the magazine world. But the book is hindered by weak characterizations and superficial plotting, and when “the devil” isn’t “on-stage,” the book falters badly. Those who work in the industry and know the personalities skewered may get a lot of entertainment from recognizing people they know. The Devil Wears Prada is billed by some as brilliant satire and a wonderful picture of the world of fashion magazine publishing.
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