Title: Steven Cojocaru is a nice guy but this book is [bad].
Product review: I don't think even one editor at Ballantine ever read this book before it was sent off for printing. There are typos everywhere and there is no overall theme to tie these random chit-chatty stories together. A few of his stories are funny, but for the most part, this is a total yawn, and the celebrity bits are skimpy and boring. Steven Cojocaru's life, on which this book goes into a fair amount of detail, is also rather uninteresting. I got this for free at the book launch in Beverly Hills or else I never would have bothered. Don't waste your money on this. Check it out from the library or wait for it to come out in paperback. There must be better tell-all glamour-world books out there.
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