Tracy Quan

The pink girly cover of the book was deceiving. I thought it's more chick lit than an actual call girl's diary. It was quite entertaining and eye-opening to read. I found it too funny that they worry about being caught for tax fraud. The less entertaining things about prostitution, her years on the street and later escorting were carefully avoided to keep it light. I'd have liked to read about it, but it wouldn't have fit with the writing style, story line etc. At the same time I wouldn't show more want to read a "True Crime" kind of book about prostitution but more a fictionalised but more realistic account. But I have to remember not to read something like that on the subway because I find reading the juicier scenes on public transport embarrassing. It makes me squirm and check if someone's reading over my shoulder show less

Like reviewer Lara, I can t figure out what review to give this book, either!

I picked it up from one of those Little Library boxes on the street to read while I was working the Memorial Day Weekend. I figured it would be utterly trashy fluff.

Instead, I found myself happily chuckling at the hidden (okay, half hidden) puns and ogling the fashion porn (by which I mean, the passing mention that Vitton never goes on sale or referencing "the pantsuit revolution" in the 60s).

I had no intention of reading this book right away, but I picked it up, read the first page, and that was that. The book is fairly entertaining at times, but it's a lot of fluff with very little substance. And the final few chapters were horribly rushed and didn't have much explanation at all. The author put the character into a potential world of trouble, and then the next six months of her life were conveniently skipped, telling the reader nothing about what had happened. Very disappointing.

This semi-memoir is the mildly entertaining tale of the life of a Manhattan call girl. The first half of the book is the best as the author describes the ins and outs of the girls' lives and schedules, keeping fit and limber, and their posh lifestyle. It tends to drag towards the middle as the characters worry about confessing their true work to loved ones, obsessive johns, etc.