From Publishers Weekly
"Life is cruel to people who aren't fabulous," sniffs 20-year-old Manhattanite Reality Nirvana Tuttle. In this lighthearted yet devastatingly accurate and witty social satire, former fashion editor Tulloch parodies hip young New Yorkers like Reality whose lives revolve around superficialities--wearing the right outfits, patronizing the in clubs, socializing with the right people and becoming "fabulous." Fashion is sublime to narrator Reality, who names each of her "frocks" and sports a tattoo of the Chanel logo. As the "doorwhore" at a trendy nightclub called Less Is More, she haughtily decides who is garbed bizarrely enough to merit admittance. Outrageous '60s chic usually wins approval; demurely clad Jackie Onassis is unceremoniously banished. When she isn't working or scheming to get herself into Frenzee magazine, Reality cavorts with an editor of Perfect Woman who slavishly emulates the gamin look of Audrey Hepburn, and with a transvestite who owns a dog named Cristobal Balenciaga. Tulloch's cutting humor suffuses every detail, though she imparts a noteworthy message: celebrity, like its arbiters and opulent symbols, is vacuous, transient and pathetically overrated.
Copyright 1989 Reed Business Information, Inc.
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From Library Journal
Cute title. Even cuter prose. Reality Nirvana Tuttle is every baby-boomer parent's nightmare: a child with no redeeming social consciousness whatsoever--though she knows what to wear when with whom. Reality's mother is an ex-hippie who gave birth to a child who has names for all of her "frocks." In fact she is closer to her clothes than to people. Reality has the perfect job for a person whose life is her wardrobe: she decides who gets into the Less Is More Club, a trendy New York City nightclub, a job more commonly known as "Doorwhore." Though the novel is peopled with some eccentric characters, it all just goes on and on without much point. The first-person narrative gets cutesier and cutesier and is really more self-conscious than anything else and eventually grates. Even on a comic level, it's hard to care about someone so shallow and vapid.
- Rosellen Brewer, Monterey Cty. Free Lib., Seaside, Cal.Copyright 1989 Reed Business Information, Inc.
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