Author Sophie Kinsella deserves an Oscar (or at least a People’s Choice Award) for Best Performance in Hollywood Name-Dropping in the latest Shopaholic novel.
Brit Becky (Bloomwood) Brandon is in L.A., completely starstruck and eager to be a stylist to A-listers in the amusing Shopaholic to the Stars (The Dial Press).
The novel begins with responses to Becky from L.A. shops and spas, like this one:
‘“Dear Mrs. Brandon, Thank you for your letter – I’m glad you enjoyed your recent visit to our spa. Unfortunately, I cannot comment on whether the woman in the front row in your yoga class was Gwyneth Paltrow. I’m sorry that it was hard to tell because ‘she was always upside down.’ I therefore cannot pass on your query as to how she achieves ‘such a perfect headstand’…nor can I pass on your invitation to an organic tea with kale cakes.” …Kyle Heiling, Achievement Manager (Eastern Arts), Inner Sanctum Lifestyle Spa’
Becky’s PR consultant hubby Luke has a new client, the fictional Sage Seymour, a high-maintenance movie star. But unlike Becky, Luke is cool when he sees celebs.
“But Luke didn’t gasp when he saw Tom Hanks in the lobby of the Beverly Wilshire. He didn’t blink when Halle Berry was sitting three tables away at The Ivy (I think it was The Ivy). He didn’t even get excited when we saw Reese Witherspoon across the road. (I’m sure it was Reese Witherspoon. She had exactly the same hair.)”
Becky (in Zac Posen) and her friend Suze finally make it onto the red carpet (well it’s actually maroon) for a charity event:
“ ‘Meryl!’ calls Suze boldly as she comes near. ‘Love your work!’
“ ‘Me too!’ I chime in.
“Meryl Streep turns her head and gives us a slightly bewildered smile.
“Yes! We networked with Meryl Streep on the red carpet! Wait til I tell Mum.”
Keep your eyes open and you’ll spy these names and more: Angelina Jolie, Renee Zellweger, Johnny Depp, Tom Cruise, Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner.
Before long, Becky finds herself in the pages of Us Weekly in the middle of a battle between Sage Seymour and her shoplifting frenemy, actress Lois Kellerton.
Because she’s our Becky, she’s soon fake-posing for the paps, cooking inedible grains for Luke (her idea of A-list fare), hiring security guards for her family and getting herself into all sorts of jams.
Silly fun.