Plum Sykes says that Bergdorf Blondes ”is for the girls who are disappointed by chick lit. Because some of it can be so uninspiring.” And yet she would not scoff if her first novel were classified thus. ”Listen: If anyone calls it literature, I’m happy. But maybe they could call it ‘chic lit’ instead.”
Don’t fret, darling, they will. Sykes, known to gossip-heads in New York and London as a ”socialite,” ”playgirl,” and ”party animal,” has written a comedy about Park Avenue princesses — their love lives, their bad manners, their bikini waxes. ”The main thing was to write a funny book.” Uh-huh. ”Well, no, to write a funny book and a glamorous one.” Ahh.
Though Sykes’ job as a contributing editor for Vogue provided her with much raw material — and the rumor mill suggests an autobiographical element in play — she did not shy away from thorough research. ”I went to the Paris Ritz and stayed there for two days,” she says. ”I spent a lot of time taking notes on things like the bathtub and the dressing gowns.” The devil may or may not wear Prada, but God is in the details. (April)