"Lipstick Jungle" by Candace Bushnell. Meh. It was fine, I guess. Passed the time in a relatively interesting way and was the untaxing read I was looking for.
And what a joy it was! ... To be one her own in the world, free. Why did the world never tell women about this kind of happiness? The feeling might not last, but it didn't matter. What was important was to experience everything in life, the struggles and the sadness, and the dizzying triumphs.
Shane wanted something intangible (possibly self-esteem), something emotional, but the problem with filling that emotional emptiness was that it wasn't something else someone could give you. It had to come from inside.
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