Seating Arrangements by Maggie Shipstead. This is apparently the beach read of the summer. It's about events surrounding a pregnant daughter getting married at her family's summer home on Martha's Vineyard. Her rich, WASPy father is lusting after one of her bridesmaids and her younger sister is heartbroken from a recent breakup and possibly hooking up with one of the groomsman. It's really good and easy to read, but still intelligently written! This one got mailed to me for free at The Frisky.
Lucky magazine. I always fold over a million pages, as if I'm actually going to buy any of these clothes.
What You're Not Married Yet by Tracy McMillan. I should hide this one. I don't want to freak out my dude.
The House Of Mirth by Edith Wharton. When I interviewed Lionel Shriver earlier this year, she recommended that all feminists read Edith Wharton's books. I bought this one at my favorite indie bookstore in the city. This one is set in early 20th century New York and is about a young woman named Lily Bart who's starting to go a bit stale on the marriage market but she's got to marry somebody soon because she's being crippled by debts. It's pretty funny, but slow-going.
Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky. I'm only about 10 pages into this. My big sister lent it to me; we constantly lend books back and forth. I believe it is about the Nazi Occupation of Paris, but I'm not sure yet.
Bitch, Bust and GQ magazines. These covers of these three magazines represent my interests quite accurately: pop culture, feminism, and Michael Fassbender.
Courage: Overcoming Fear and Igniting Self-Confidence by Debbie Ford. This book got mailed to me for free at The Frisky. I'm only about 50 pages in. I thought it would be a good self-help book for me to read, but the author seems like a person I would not like. I'm not sure I want to take advice from her.
Fifth Ave, 5 A.M. by Sam Wasson. This is a non-fiction book about the filming of "Breakfast At Tiffany's." I haven't started reading it yet! It was also sent to The Frisky for free.
I had a really shitty day at work about two weeks ago. To make myself feel better, I went to Barnes & Noble after work and bought myself three paperback books. I haven't started to read any of them yet but they are: Maine by J. Courtney Sullivan, The Leftovers by Tom Perotta, and Rules Of Civility by Amor Towles. There is a big pile of Lucky and Vogue magazines underneath. The book next to my jewelry box is called What On Earth Are You Wearing? It's a coffee table book of funny fashion encyclopedia entries that I bought at Anthropologie. I will probably give it to my best friend, who works in fashion, because it would make her laugh. (And if you're wondering why I have an Agent Provocateur Bag on my jewelry box, it is because the stupid fucking bra that I bought there cost an arm and a leg and I'm keeping the pretty bag, goddamn it.)