I first heard of this book in Vogue, the magazine for which Plum Sykes is a contributor, through a first serial (ie, an excerpt from the book printed in a magazine before it is published) that was reprinted there. Thinking I would like The Debutante Divorcee (because I thought Bergdorf Blondes was excellent), I went out and bought Sykes's new novel.
I hated it; I think I'm being generous with my two stars. As a previous reviewer wrote, Plum Sykes makes Paula Abdul look intelligent.
The characters are shallow and vapid and lack substance, especially the narrator, who I couldn't stand. The women who appear in The Debutante Divorcee are completely and utterly forgettable. I know that Plum Sykes's connection to one of the most widely-read women's magazines in the world is what got her books published in the first place; but someone should give Sykes a reality check as soon as possible and tell her that writing is simply NOT the career she should be persuing.