Weisberger’s sequel to The Devil Wears Prada, a 2003 best-seller inspired by the author’s time working for Anna Wintour at Vogue.
It’s been 10 years and Andy Sachs is still haunted by the memory of evil Miranda Priestly, her former boss at women’s fashion bible Runway. No longer Miranda’s lackey, Andy is now a successful writer and founder of a glossy wedding magazine called The Plunge. Andy’s former co-worker at Runway, Emily, once an enemy, is now her best friend and business partner. And Alex, Andy’s longtime boyfriend and first love, is with a new woman. As the book opens, Andy marries Max, investor in The Plunge and a great-guy-from-a-wealthy-family (whose mother briefly attempts to sabotage the nuptials). When Miranda finally resurfaces, wanting to acquire The Plunge, Andy must decide if she can compromise dignity for money. The plot doesn’t heat up until the final third, when infidelity, backstabbing, betrayal and corporate shenanigans converge. By then there’s a cute baby, too. As for Miranda: Be warned, she’s in few scenes and not exactly the monster of hellion proportions fans remember. This is Andy’s story—a story at times all over the place, with some questionable turns in logic, but with a happy, somewhat unexpected ending.
The Devil is back…sort of. Not as fast-paced or exciting as the original, but diehard Prada fans will want to check it out.