A few months ago, HM and I were wandering around a Barnes & Noble killing time, and I did my obligatory time in the Fashion section. Although I’d snickered at Garcia’s previous efforts – especially The One Hundred, a list of must-have items that bored me to tears – I thumbed through The Style Strategy with unexpected interest. Here was a book that claimed it would outline a less-is-more philosophy without making the shopaholic feel deprived. I thought, hey, I’m a shopaholic. This could help me!
Not only does Garcia’s book fail to present any ideas that are even remotely new, but she spends the majority of the book telling you that THE BOOK IN YOUR HANDS IS COMPLETELY AWESOME. I cannot express in words how aggravated I was by this tactic. I mean, seriously. How often can an author reference the title of a work WITHIN that work without looking foolish? I’d say twice. Garcia must’ve dropped her own name on every other page.
This might’ve been a less heinous crime if the book was as fabulously insightful and invaluable as she constantly claimed. But no! The Style Strategy provides advice that any woman with three or more functioning brain cells already knows: Inventory what you own before shopping, figure out the difference between “want” and “need” to avoid binges, the tailor can help fix beloved-but-damaged garments. So helpful!
I kept reading in hopes that this little tome would improve, but no such luck. It remained uninteresting, trite, and self-referential throughout. And I decided that I don’t ever need to read a Nina Garcia book again.
Did anyone else pick up this book? Like it better than I did? Maybe I’m missing something … it has certainly happened! I’d love to hear more opinions.