This book will certainly not get any awards for its writing style. However, as someone with an interest in tabloid culture and the wealthy, I definitely found things to enjoy. The subject of this non-fiction book, Vicki Morgan, was a woman whose only real assets seemed to be beauty and a willingness to be used by a series of wealthy men. The most long standing of these relationships was with Alfred Bloomingdale, of the department store family, and whose wife was best friends with Nancy Reagan.
Although the book was written shortly after Vicki's murder, to capitalize on the rumors related to her murder. I found that the more interesting part of the book was prior to Morgan's death, as the authors explain her ability to live a glamorous and expensive life without ever working and only relying on the men in her life. At one point, she is living in a house rented for her by Alfred and receiving a $16,000 a month allowance. At another, she is cheating on her third husband with a heroin addicted Middle Eastern princess.
The last third of the book, which recounts the trial of Morgan's murderer and then takes a weird turn into a discussion about the failures of the mental health system is less interesting.
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