I don't really see myself as any particular genre lover. As long as the books are written in an enjoyable way, I can read anything. I've read many classics (all of Austen, Brontë... then maybe one more but I can't remember if that's the case) and well... I can read anything as long as it's a joy to read.

Tell me, does the Devil Wears Prada actually become funny? 'Cause after 40 pages, there's not much going on besides (in my opinion) a very boring and typical protagonist who ponders whether or not taking the job at Runaway was a good idea and that first bit with her destroying so much clothes...