I sit here, at 2:30 a.m. blogging because I am a bookslut. I will read anything jammed between 2 covers, I don’t care if it’s Harry Potter, Shakespeare, or AARP magazine, it’s all the same to me. When I finish a book I need to tell SOMEONE about it, and since it’s 2:30 a.m. and all the other completely rational people are either a.) sleeping or b.) drunk, I am telling the Internet. Because that is what I do.
Lauren Conrad, break out star from Laguna Beach, star of The Hills, basically Reality TVs reigning Queen, wrote a book.
I know. Lame City. Groan-tastic. Is she for real?
In short, yes.
L.A. Candy is a novel about a girl who moves to L.A. to find herself the center of a Reality TV show and tangled up in seemingly senseless greed-driven drama. Sound familiar? Don’t get ahead of yourself.
I picked up the book because I will admit, I love Lauren Conrad. From every interview I’ve read with her (especially in this month’s Cosmopolitan), from everything she’s done, I’ve always thought she was totally down to earth and sweet, despite her relatively privileged upbringing.
While I’m sure the book is loosely based on her life, it has crafty plot twists that show that Lauren really did put a lot of thought into it. She didn’t use a ghost writer, like many celebrities, she actually spent months typing away on her laptop, and, based on the ending and from interviews, the book is only the first in a series.
It’s not an astounding book or a difficult book (I read all 324 pages tonight in just about 3 hours). But coming from a girl who’s passion is fashion and could barely scrape D-grades in high school on Laguna Beach, it’s actually very good. It’s a well-written, high descriptive book. You can tell Lauren loves fashion from how intricately she relates what her characters are wearing to the reader.
Like everything else I’ve been reading lately it’s good Chic Lit for the pool or beach. It’s fun. It’s like watching one of those shows on MTV except some of the characters are smart. Fancy that? It was refreshing to have such a different take on subject matter that’s been drilled into the American psyche since MTV launched the Real World, and by extension the Reality TV fad that hasn’t died.
I was half-expecting to hate this book. But I didn’t, and I think that says it all.