content: I might as well read my own juicy but amateur stories for some entertainment. Vreeland's writing was dry dry dry. No magic, no juice, no beauty, no heart. I felt as if the characters were crying out to me, "Please, we have so much potential! Don't let us die on this page as bland imaginings!"Her creations and ideas were unrealized and her abilities (hopefully she has more abilities) unutilized. It was more like reading a book of genealogical studies, except I have often laughed and cried more at a family history book than I did with Vreeland's story. Read Girl With A Pearl Earring instead!