content: This book is only a hit because people want to see just how much of a rhymes-with-witch American Vogue editor Anna Wintour really is. Fine. We get the picture in the first chapter - she's kennel bait. The rest of the book is a whine and cheese party for the main character who is given a series of jobs to do, each more humiliating than the last. By the fifth chapter you just want to slap this girl until your hand is numb. I only made it halfway through the book before I gave up.