Lynn Messina, the author of the forthcoming Girls’ Guide to Dating Zombies, rails against the derogatory term that just won’t die.
I’m not a chick lit writer.
Yes, I wrote a novel called Fashionistas, which featured well-heeled fashion editors drinking pink cocktails in swank hotel bars. But it was a satire taking aim at well-heeled fashion editors drinking pink cocktails in swank hotel bars. The editor in chief of Fashionista magazine puts Jesus Christ in haute couture on the cover because she thinks the messiah is the ultimate cultural get: As John Lennon proved, nobody is bigger than Jesus. She builds the entire issue around him with articles about must-have resurrection wear and hot nativity scenes owned by hotter celebrities.




