Synopsis: Bergdorf Blondes are a thing, you know, a New York craze. Absolutely everyone wants to be one, but it’s très difficult. You wouldn’t believe the dedication it takes to be a gorgeous, flaxen haired, dermatologically perfect New York girl with a life that’s fabulous beyond belief. Honestly, it requires a level of commitment comparable to, say, learning Hebrew or quitting cigarettes.
But first, a little bit about moi. The gossips call me a champagne bubble of a girl. I’m fluent in French, intermittently. I gave up England for Princeton to my mother’s horror. By day, I write articles for a fashion magazine. By night, I’m on the prowl for the ultimate accessory a Bergdorf Blonde must have: an impossibly rich man with a very large diamond ring.
And of course, I’m fabulous.
Review: I had the novel in English and the cover made me think of a historical romance. In fact, the beginning made me think of it for a long time… Well, until the heroine started talking about cell phones. Yes, well, I realized that it was not what I thought! Not at all!
The main character has no name, she is referred to as “Moi”, but we will follow her throughout the novel in her life full of glitters. But Moi has no luck with men and if Julie, her rich best friend, is always there for her, she does as she pleases.
I thought that Moi would realize her actions and stop behaving like a child, but no, it will take a long time before she understands even a little bit that she is doing wrong.
It was an okay novel, but there are better ones so I don’t necessarily recommend it.