

Carrie moved all manner of heaven and earth to get into that chair. "You see that thirty-year-old blonde next to Jake? That's his fiancee, Carrie Clapboard. There's also Anne Grandyn, a sophisticated middle aged woman who has no shortage of money and is not afraid to use it for her own selfish wants. There's Eve who can manipulate a conversation or an outing just the way she wants so she ends up with the guy and the diamond earrings. There's Katey, of course, who basically talks herself into a job which leads to another, better job which leads to another, better job after that.


The story is full of strong, independent women who all get what they want but go about it in a variety of ways. She remembers the complicated way their lives get entangled even as she scales the social and professional ladders that will eventually land her at a ritzy art show thirty years later: She remembers that fateful New Year's Eve when the two of them meet the dashing Tinker Grey. She remembers her tiny room in a boarding house and her irrepressible best friend and roommate, Eve. She is young and single and very determined. In an instant, she is propelled back to New York City in 1938. Suddenly she locks eyes with one portrait.

When the story opens, Katey and her husband are at a ritzy art show, viewing a photographic montage of the normal, average people who traveled on the subway over the last three decades. I found myself really loving the characters and the story and being drawn into an intricate web of choices and consequences that was much more compelling to me than anything in The Great Gatsby. It was being touted as a Great Gatsby knock off (even though the two stories are set a decade apart), and that comparison told me three things: there would be loose morals, lots of drinking, and a bunch of bad decisions.Īnd yes, yes, and yes, it was all of those things. I had kind of been wanting to read this book ever since Anne Bogel recommended it to several guests on her podcast.
