Finished: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo (Reid) I don't know why I waited so long to read this book! It was as good as everyone said. :-) Evelyn Hugo was a huge star in Hollywood, who made her way there in the 1950's from Hell's Kitchen, was the "it" girl in the 1960's and 70's, and then left show business in the 1980's. Along the way, some for love, and most for other reasons, Evelyn had seven husbands. Now, she's insisting that an unknown reporter for a magazine, Monique Grant, perform the only interview she's done in years. Monique's bosses are chomping at the bit...but why Monique? Evelyn says it's Monique or the deal is off. Monique meets with Evelyn and it comes to light that what Evelyn Hugo really wants is to narrate her biography and for Monique to write it. What ensues is Evelyn's story about how she made it to Hollywood and IN Hollywood; her competitors and her friends; her movie successes and her failures; how the studios were all about making money and would drop you in a dime; and, of course, about her seven husbands! The number one question that Monique wants answered is: Who was the love of your life? I won't spoil the book, but the answer is revealed in Evelyn Hugo's good time. Also, the answer as to why Evelyn wanted Monique and only Monique to write the book is answered at the end of the book. I love Taylor Jenkins Reid's writing, and this book was certainly another fun one! My favorite passage is below, but it does spoil the book, so don't read it yet if you want to be surprised. 

Spoiler below:

    "I would imagine, back then, it wasn't a conclusion you'd come to easily--being in love with someone of the same sex."

    "Of course not! Maybe if I'd spent my whole life fighting off feelings for women, then I might have had a template for it. But I didn't. I was taught to like men, and I had found--albeit temporarily--love and lust with a man. The fact that I wanted to be around Celia all the time, the fact that I cared about her enough that I valued her happiness over my own, the fact that I liked to think about that moment when she stood in front of me without her shirt on--now, you put those pieces together, and you say, one plus one equals I'm in love with a woman. but back then, at least for me, I didn't have that equation. And if you don't even realize that there's a formula to be working with, how the hell are you supposed to find the answer?"