Weisberger does an excellent job capturing the over-wrought hothouse atmosphere of the fashion cosmos. Her descriptions of designer clothes will make even determined L. L. Bean catalogue shoppers yearn for at least a peek at a Prada turtleneck.

When Belle Robinson quits her Manhattan banking job like the impulsive girl she's never been, she knows she won't miss the 80-hour wovkweeks, her claustrophobic cubicle, or her revohing boss. But soon the novelty of walking her four-pound dog around her unglamorous Murray Hill neighborhood wears as thin as the "What Are You Going to Do With Your Litb?" phone calls from her parents.

Then Bette meets Kelly, head of Manhattan's hottest PR firm, and suddenly she has a brand-new job where the primary requirement is to see and be seen inside the VIP rooms of the city's most exclusive nightclubs. Bette learns not to blink at the thmous faces, the black Amex cards, or the ruthless paparazzi. Soon she's dating an infamous playboy and scaring off the one decent guy she meets.Still, how can she complain about a job that pays her to party? But when Bette begins appearing in a vicious new gossip column, she realizes that the line between her personal and professional life is ... invisible.