The jig is up: my job is not actually as glamorous as it sounds. This piece on the Daily Beast helpfully points that writing a 400-word weekly column could not pay the rent on a one-bedroom brownstone apartment in the East 70s (ahem, Carrie Bradshaw).
Willa Paskin writes:
"[Confessions of a] Shopaholic may be the last hurrah for one of Hollywood’s most time-tested archetypes—the sassy magazine editor as romantic comedy heroine."
Nooooooooooooooooo, Willa! Don't say such things! At least not until I've been offered a role opposite John Krasinski in Boston Common: The Movie!