content: Wow. This was an unbelievably dull book, which is something of a mortal sin for a gossipy tell-all. The "excesses" perpetrated by "Miranda" are, frankly, not all that shocking. Not for that circle. Nor is she sui generis in being a poor boss and an unpleasant waste of skin as a person. But I've read wickedly hilarious accounts of far more pedestrian events, persons and narratives...it's not so much the topic at hand in TDWP that induces dreariness but the execrable writing. The book should NEVER have been published. It might have been a great Rolling Stone or Harper's article, with more aggressive editing and tighter focus. Perhaps, as Weisberger writes in her dedication, we should blame the editor for taking out all the really funny stuff. Ultimately, though, it's the author's fault for sucking so damned hard.