Snapped by Pamela Klaffke

Let me say this first: I could not finish this book. I don't think I even got to the halfway mark. I found myself carrying it around in my bag, just in case I had nothing to do but read, and found other things to occupy myself with so I wouldn't have to read this book. After not touching it for almost a week I knew I was not going to read it again. It is to be donated to my local public library. Maybe someone there will love this book.

I bought this book because I thought it was time for a break from the Young Adult Supernaturals that I had been reading lately. Every now and then I have to distance myself. What a terrible book to chose as the break; it put me right back to my YA and I think it may be a bit till I try to break away again.

Here's the synopsis:
'Sara B. is losing her cool.

Not just in the momentary-meltdown kind of way—though there's that, too. At the helm of must-read Snap magazine, veteran style guru Sara B. has had the job—and joy—for the past fifteen years of eviscerating the city's fashion victims in her legendary DOs and DON'Ts photo spread.

But now on the unhip edge of forty, with ambitious hipster kids reinventing the style world, Sara's being spit out like an old Polaroid picture: blurry, undeveloped and obsolete.

Fueled by alcohol, nicotine and self-loathing, Sara launches into a cringeworthy but often comic series of blowups—personal, professional and private—that culminate in an epiphany. That she, the arbiter of taste, has made her living by cutting people down…and somehow she's got to make amends.'

Sounds great, right? Kind of like The Devil Wears Prada. Wrong. At least Andrea is a girl that you can stand behind and cheer for. If that book was written in Miranda's point of view, would it still be the same? I wasn't digging it.

So, yes, I am comparing Sara to Miranda. That's basically my take on the story. Sara is almost 40 and is a very bitter, egocentric and selfish girl. She also has this disgusting habit of visualizing the most revolting and horrid things about people and sex. She makes a comparison, in great description, to a straw and some guy's penis, and she just thinks it looks like that. Blech. Those that know me know that I am not a wilting flower. I don't mind getting raunchy at times, but my perverted humor is more at a juvenile level. Sara goes into vivid details about her imaginings of several various sexual situations and they turned my stomach. But, this is why I read YA: I like the romance and not the porn.

So, this is a great concept of a book about a terrible person and I say stay away from it! Here's the link, Snapped, with a place that you can read some of it if you don't believe me.