A review by misscbingley
Ne Yapsa Yeridir by Bridie Clark

2.0

I've never had much patience for formulaic chick lit, but the ones that lure me in are always about naïve women who go to work for unreasonable, sadistic bosses despite their misgivings: Devil Wears Prada, Nanny Diaries. It's like the opposite of escapist fantasy; it makes you feel enormously glad you aren't living their lives, even with the weekend trips to Paris and Louboutin heels. This book is exactly along those lines, and while it is undeniably cliché and unsurprising (you can guess the ending after reading the book jacket blurb), I still found it a quick, moderately enjoyable read, maybe a little more so after digging up details on the "real life" Vivian and learning that some of her exploits were just as outrageous.