Accidental It Girl
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Accidental It Girl

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by Libby Street
     
 

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What comes around...

Photographer Sadie Price is known for her thick skin and infallible instincts. A lofty education has made her skilled in her craft, and a fear of poverty — and love for Jimmy Choo — has made her one of the East Coast's most savvy paparazzi. She keeps her exhilarating but sometimes hectic life manageable by staying on the right side

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What comes around...

Photographer Sadie Price is known for her thick skin and infallible instincts. A lofty education has made her skilled in her craft, and a fear of poverty — and love for Jimmy Choo — has made her one of the East Coast's most savvy paparazzi. She keeps her exhilarating but sometimes hectic life manageable by staying on the right side of the razor-thin line between celebrity photographers and the stalkerazzi. But all that changes when Sadie locks horns with one of Hollywood's hottest bachelors.

...goes around.

Something about Ethan Wyatt's charisma and startling good looks throws Sadie off her game. Something about Sadie's dogged determination — and a very compromising picture she snaps — throws Ethan off his. Hatching a scheme befitting the silver screen that made him famous, Ethan sets out to give Sadie a taste of her own medicine. And when her life almost instantly becomes as frenzied as those of the "It Girls" she follows, Sadie starts to see her career, her love life, and Ethan Wyatt in ways she never had before....

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"Deliciously addictive."

— Cara Lockwood

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780743499248
Publisher:
Gallery Books
Publication date:
10/01/2006
Edition description:
Original
Pages:
368
Product dimensions:
5.30(w) x 8.20(h) x 1.10(d)

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Prologue

People hate me.

Some of them openly despise me.

I'd bet a couple dozen would cheer if I were maimed.

People. Hate. Me.

For some reason when I meet someone for the first time, I feel compelled to tell them this. "Hi, my name is Sadie Price. Yeah, great to meet you, too! People hate me." I've gotten pretty good at suppressing the urge to say it out loud, but it's still there swirling around in my mind. I'll shake a person's hand, exchange the usual pleasantries, and look from the outside to be a completely sane person — while a part of me silently repeats the words, "People hate me. People. Hate. Me. Peoplehateme."

I think the reason this particular little neurosis developed is that it's not some imaginary thing. The idea that people hate me is not the invention of an irreparably wounded self-esteem or chemical imbalance. I am not some terminal wallflower who feels unworthy of kindness. I'm no paranoid agoraphobe with an irrational fear that people are judging her. I am a twenty-eight-year-old woman whose longest and most satisfying relationships are with a four-thousand-dollar camera, a fully restored 1979 Camaro (a gift from my father), and a lovely man called Antoni who works in the shoe section of Bergdorf's. I pay my taxes — approximately on time. I've spent Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve for the last five years at a homeless shelter on the Lower East Side. I'm blonde and blue eyed (like your local TV weather girl, not Marilyn Monroe). I'm a college graduate with a BA in fine arts. I'm somebody's best friend. And, I am a paparazzi.

People do, in fact, hate me.

When I first started out in this business the people-hating- me thing really rubbed me the wrong way. The same kind of rub as, say, a dislodged underwire gouging into your skin. While you're forced to do jumping jacks. On a trampoline. In those days, when I met someone I would make excuses, "Yes, but I'm not that kind of paparazzi." I'd give them a well-rehearsed briefing on my degree in fine arts. I'd tell them that I was really known for my stripped-down black-and-white portraits, and that these portraits were praised by my subjects for their beauty, and by professors for their technique and artistry. At my lowest point, I even went so far as to recount — word for word — an article in the alumni mailer about how my fellow classmates had voted me Graduate with the Most Potential.

My best friend, Brooke, was the first person I met who greeted the news of my occupation with anything but suspicion and ire. Her first words were, "How completely fascinating! A paparazzi, huh? Give me all the dish." It was then that I realized practically everyone in the industrialized world has an opinion about the paparazzi, and in the eyes of most people every paparazzi is that kind of paparazzi. These opinions are so well established that they will prevail no matter how I might try to explain myself. This realization, despite the fact that it was an embarrassingly long time coming, was a pivotal moment in my life...and my popularity at cocktail parties.

I now understand that all the people in the world don't actually hate me personally. The more rational part of me gets that only some people hate the idea of me — they hate the job, the institution. Yet, even in the face of these strides in amateur self-psychology, the peoplehateme repeating part of my brain absolutely refuses to make this distinction. So, hi. My name is Sadie Price. People hate me.

Copyright © 2006 by Sarah Castellano and Emily S. Morris

Meet the Author

Libby Street is the pseudonym for the writing team of Sarah Bushweller and Emily S. Morris.
Sarah and Emily met on Liberty Drive in Dover, Delaware, at the age of four and have been best friends ever since. Twenty years later, they began writing together via email and telephone — just trying to make each other laugh.
They both live in tiny little apartments in Manhattan, where they're working on Libby Street's second novel.

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harstan More than 1 year ago
In New York City, as pushy paparazzi Sadie Price knows that all the celebrities she follows think she is lower than swamp scum, but she is good at what she does stalk and photograph the famous. Still she once in a while dreams of being a top rate journalistic photographer who her subjects love not hates and has fans that enjoy her art not her subject. In other words one day she would like to be a news photographer in a less intrusive line.----------------- When she tries to take pictures of superstar Ethan Wyatt, he becomes outraged and vows to teach the pest a lesson. Ethan begins to stalk Sadie so that she can become the subject of her odious peers who take photos of her in any situation. She detests the feeling of her every move being watched which curtails her freedom. However worse is that she is attracted to Ethan although he brought the Paparazzi Plague onto her. He, in turn, reciprocates, but like her, hides how he feels as a star and a paparazzi make the ultimate star-crossed lovers.---------------- The ACCIDENTAL IT GIRL reads like a 1930s romantic romp brought into 2006 Manhattan to the delight of contemporary readers. The amusing gender war is fun to follow as Ethan turns the tables on Sadie by making her the subject of the hunt. Fans of lighthearted stories will want to read Libby Street¿s battle of the sexes.--------------- Harriet Klausner
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Guest More than 1 year ago
Once I started reading this book I didn't want to stop. There were many laugh-out-loud parts and parts that had me smiling as I read. Although I have never been in a situation like this myself (naturally) the character was so well developed that I could really identify with her.
Guest More than 1 year ago
A paparazzi is being teached a lesson by a celebrity... the paparazzi's name is sadie... ...a celebrity's name is ethan.... sadie is a 20 some year old women living in new york city with her best friend. she has a past that she would rather leave behind...'come on who doesnt have a past'... ethan is an actor,an A-list celeb, and reportedly a bad boy... they meet when sadie is trying to get a picture of ethan but for some reason she is unable to take the picture... she then thinks to herself...what the heck hapened... and is now determined to get a picture of him if its the last thing she does... ethan gets fed up so tries to teach sadie a lesson on privacy... along the way sadie is forced to fast what she left behind... and in the end...well i guess thats why your suppose to read the book... =D i liked this book mostly because when i got to the end it made me get this tingling feelin inside...a happy one... i think the title really dosent serve this book justice because it made the book sound like it was just one of those stupid books talking about rich people n there stupid lives... but really the book is much more than that..n better too!!!!