When Life Gives You Lululemons

When Life Gives You Lululemons

by Lauren Weisberger

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When Life Gives You Lululemons by Lauren Weisberger

The Devil Wears Prada’s Emily Charlton gets the spin-off she deserves” (Cosmopolitan) in the months-long New York Times bestseller from Lauren Weisberger in which three women team up to bring a bad man down in the tony suburb of Greenwich, Connecticut.

Welcome to Greenwich, Connecticut, where the lawns and the women are perfectly manicured, the Tito’s and sodas are extra strong, and everyone has something to say about the infamous new neighbor.

Let’s be clear: Emily Charlton does not do the suburbs. After leaving Miranda Priestly, she’s been working in Hollywood as an image consultant to the stars, but recently, Emily’s lost a few clients. She’s hopeless with social media. The new guard is nipping at her heels. She needs a big opportunity, and she needs it now.

When Karolina Hartwell, a gorgeous former supermodel, is arrested, her fall from grace is merciless. Her senator-husband leaves her, her Beltway friends disappear, and the tabloids pounce.

In Karolina, Emily finds her comeback opportunity. But she quickly learns Greenwich is a world apart and that this comeback needs a team approach.

So it is that Emily, the scorned Karolina, and their mutual friend Miriam, a powerful attorney turned stay-at-home mom, band together to navigate the social land mines of suburban Greenwich and win back the hearts of the American public. Along the way, an unexpected ally emerges in one Miranda Priestly.

With her signature wit, Lauren Weisberger offers an alluring look into a sexy, over-the-top world—and proves it’s style and substance together that gets the job done. “A delicious sequel to The Devil Wears Prada...exploring what it’s like to be a woman buffeted by conflicting messages about career, relationships, and motherhood” (The Washington Post), When Life Gives You Lululemons is “amazing novel about...truth, lies and how everyone is a little bit insecure” (Associated Press). “Fast-paced, funny, and gossipy, this is the must-have accessory for your beach bag” (PopSugar).

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781476778440
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Publication date: 06/05/2018
Pages: 352
Sales rank: 3,140
Product dimensions: 6.10(w) x 9.10(h) x 1.30(d)

About the Author

Lauren Weisberger is the New York Times bestselling author of When Life Gives You Lululemons, The Singles Game, and The Devil Wears Prada, which was published in forty languages and made into a major motion picture starring Meryl Streep and Anne Hathaway. It was announced in 2017 that musician Elton John and Paul Rudnick will adapt The Devil Wears Prada for the stage. Weisberger’s four other novels, Everyone Worth Knowing, Chasing Harry Winston, Last Night at Chateau Marmont, and Revenge Wears Prada, were all top-ten New York Times bestsellers. Her books have sold more than thirteen million copies worldwide. A graduate of Cornell University, she lives in Connecticut with her husband and two children. Visit LaurenWeisberger.com to learn more.

Hometown:

New York, New York

Date of Birth:

March 28, 1977

Place of Birth:

Scranton, Pennsylvania

Education:

B.A. in English, Cornell University, 1999

Read an Excerpt

When Life Gives You Lululemons

1

Again with the Nazi Getup?

Emily


Emily racked her brain. There had to be something to complain about. This was New Year’s Eve in Los Angeles, one of the most annoying nights of the year in arguably the most annoying city known to humanity. So why couldn’t she think of a thing?

She sipped her skinny margarita from her chaise and watched her husband’s beautiful body cut through the water like a moving art installation. When Miles emerged, he propped himself on the back of the lit infinity pool, where the turquoise water appeared to spill over the side and straight down the mountain. Behind him, the lights from the valley twinkled for miles, making the city look alluring, even sexy. Night was the only time Los Angeles really shone. Gone were the smog and the junkies and the soul-crushing traffic, all replaced by an idyllic vista of night sky and silently twinkling lights—as if God Himself had descended into the Hollywood Hills and selected the most perfect Snapchat filter for His least favorite city on earth.

Miles smiled at her and she waved, but when he motioned for her to join him, she shook her head. It was unseasonably warm, and all around her, people were partying in that intensely determined way that happened only on New Year’s Eve after midnight: This will be the most fun we’ve ever had; we will do and say outrageous things; we are loving our lives and everyone around us. The massive hot tub was packed with a dozen revelers, all with drinks in hand, and another group sat around the perimeter, content to dangle their feet while they waited for a few inches of space to free up. On the deck above the pool a DJ blasted remixed hip-hop, and dancers everywhere—on the patio, in the pool, on the pool deck, streaming in and out of the house—all moved happily to his playlist. On the chair to Emily’s left, a young girl wearing only bikini bottoms straddled a guy and massaged his shoulders while her bare breasts dangled freely. She worked her way down his back and began a rather aggressive handling of his glutes. She was twenty-three, twenty-five at most, and while her body was far from perfect—slightly rounded belly and overly curvy thighs—her arms didn’t jiggle and her neck didn’t sag. No crepey anything. Just youth. None of the small indignities of Emily’s own body at thirty-six: light stretch marks on her hips; cleavage with just the smallest hint of sag; some errant dark hairs along her bikini line that just seemed to sprout now willy-nilly, indifferent to Emily’s indefatigable waxing schedule. It wasn’t a horror show, exactly—she still looked thin and tan, maybe even downright hot in her elegant Eres two-piece—but it was getting harder with every passing year.

An unfamiliar 917 number flashed on her phone.

“Emily? This is Helene. I’m not sure if you remember, but we met a couple years ago at the Met Ball.”

Emily looked skyward in concentration. Though the name was familiar, she was having a hard time placing it. Silence filled the air.

“I’m Rizzo’s manager.”

Rizzo. Interesting. He was the new Bieber: the hottest pop star whose fame had skyrocketed when, two years earlier at age sixteen, he’d become the youngest male to win a Grammy for Album of the Year. Helene had moved to Hollywood to join an agency—either ICM or Endeavor, Emily couldn’t remember—but she’d somehow missed the news that Helene now represented Rizzo.

“Of course. How are you?” Emily asked. She glanced at her watch. This was no ordinary call.

“I’m sorry I’m calling so late,” Helene said. “It’s already four a.m. here in New York, but you’re probably in L.A. I feel terrible interrupting . . .”

“No, it’s fine. I’m at Gigi Hadid’s childhood mansion and not nearly as drunk as I should be. What’s up?”

A shriek came from the pool. Two girls had jumped in together, holding hands, and were splashing Miles and a couple of his friends. Emily rolled her eyes.

“Well, I, uh . . .” Helene cleared her throat. “We’re off the record, right?”

“Of course.” This sounded promising.

“I’m not sure I understand the whole story myself, but Riz appeared on Seacrest’s Times Square show earlier tonight—everything was fine, it went off without a hitch. Afterward, I went to meet up with some old college friends, and Rizzo was headed to some party at 1 OAK. Sober, at least when he left me. Happy about his performance.”

“Okay . . .”

“And just this second I got texted a picture from a colleague who works in ICM’s New York office and happens to be at 1 OAK right now . . .”

“And?”

“And it’s not good.”

“What? Is he passed out? Covered in his own puke? Kissing a guy? Doing lines? Groping an underage girl?”

Helene sighed and began to speak, but she was drowned out by shrieking laughter. In the shallow end, a girl with hot pink hair and a thong bikini had found her way atop Miles’s shoulders for an improvised chicken fight.

“Sorry, can you repeat that? It’s a little chaotic here,” Emily said as she watched the tiny piece of suit fabric wedge even tighter between the girl’s naked ass cheeks, themselves spread straight across the back of Emily’s husband’s neck.

“He appears to be wearing a Nazi costume.”

“A what?”

“Like with a swastika armband and a coordinating headband. Storm trooper boots. The whole nine.”

“Oh, Jesus Christ,” Emily muttered without thinking.

“That bad?”

“Well, it’s not great. Prince Harry pulled that stunt forever ago—but we have to work with what we have. I’m not going to lie, I would’ve preferred drugs or boys.”

In the pool, the pink-haired girl on Miles’s shoulders reached behind her back, yanked the tie of her bikini top, and began swinging the top around her head like a lasso.

“First things first: who knows?” Emily asked.

“Nothing has shown up online yet, but of course, it’s only a matter of time.”

“Just so we’re clear: you’re calling to hire me, yes?” Emily asked.

“Yes. Definitely.”

“Okay, then right now I want you to text your colleague and have him get Rizzo into the men’s room and out of that getup. I don’t care if he’s wearing a gold lamé banana hammock, it’s better than the Nazi thing.”

“I already did that. He gave Riz his button-down and shoes, confiscated the armband, and let him keep the trousers, which apparently are bright red. It’s not perfect, but it’s the best we can do, especially since I can’t reach Rizzo directly. But someone will post something any second, I’m sure.”

“Agreed, so listen up. Here’s the plan. You’re going to jump in a cab and head over to 1 OAK and forcibly remove him. Bring a girl or two, it’ll look better, and then get him back to his apartment and don’t let him leave. Sit in front of the damn door if you have to. Do you have his passwords? Actually, forget it—just take his phone. Drop it in the toilet. We need to buy ourselves time without some idiotic drunken tweet from him.”

“Okay. Will do.”

“The first flight out of here is six a.m. I’m going home to pack, and then I’ll head to the airport. The story will definitely break while I’m in the air, if not before. Do not—I repeat, do not—make a statement. Do not let him talk to anyone, not even the delivery guy who brings up the food. Information lockdown, you understand? No matter how bad the photos are, or how horrified the reaction—and trust me, it’s going to be bad—I want no response until I get there, okay?”

“Thank you, Emily. I’m going to owe you for this one.”

“Go now!” Emily said, managing not to utter what she was actually thinking—namely, that the charge for her time and the holiday and the travel was going to take Helene’s breath away.

She took the last sip of her margarita, set the drink on the glass table next to her, and stood up, trying to ignore the couple beside her who may or may not have been having actual intercourse.

“Miles? Honey?” Emily called as politely as she could manage.

No response.

“Miles, love? Can you please move her thighs away from your ears for thirty seconds? I have to leave.”

She was pleased to see her husband unceremoniously lower the girl into the water and swim over to the side. “You’re not mad, are you? She’s just some dumb kid.”

Emily knelt. “Of course I’m not mad. If you’re going to cheat, you better pick someone a hell of a lot hotter than that.” She nodded toward the girl, who looked not at all pleased with her wet hair. “I got a call from New York. It’s an emergency with Rizzo. I’m running home to get a bag and hopefully get to LAX for the six a.m. I’ll call you when I land, okay?”

This was hardly the first time Emily had been called away in the middle of something—her surgeon girlfriend claimed Emily had worse call hours than she did—but Miles looked positively stupefied.

“It’s New Year’s Eve. Isn’t there anyone in New York who can handle this?” His unhappiness was obvious, and Emily felt a pang, but she tried to keep it light.

“Sorry, love. Can’t say no to this one. Stay, have fun. Not too much fun . . .” She added the last part to make him feel better—she wasn’t one iota concerned about Miles doing anything stupid. She bent down and pecked his wet lips. “Call you later,” she said, and wove through the throngs to the circular driveway, where one of the cute valets motioned for a Town Car to pull around. He held the door for her, and she flashed him a smile and a ten-dollar bill.

“Two stops, please,” she said to the driver. “First one is on Santa Monica Boulevard, where you’ll wait for me. Then to the airport. And fast.”

New York, her first and truest love, awaited.

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When Life Gives You Lululemons 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 33 reviews.
Anonymous 11 months ago
Just like the rest of Lauren’s books, this one too is amazing! I loved it so much that i read it in less than 3 days!!! Characters pull you into the story and it feels like you’re experiencing the story right along with them! I already can’t wait for Lauren’s next book!!!
Anonymous 9 months ago
This book was very enjoyable. Every page keep you entertained and make you relate to the ladies
Courtney Van Veen 10 months ago
When Life Gives You Lululemons, was the first novel I have read by Lauren Weisberger, and to be honest, I didn't realise it was part of The Devil Wears Prada series, until the first mention of Miranda Priestly. For those wondering, not reading the other books of the series The Devil Wears Prada and Revenge Wears Prada: The Devil Returns, did not impact my reading experience in the slightest and I thoroughly enjoyed When Life Gives You Lululemons as a stand alone book. After Karolina Hartwell (Face of L'Oreal/Supermodel turned suburban step-mum and senator's wife) is set-up for a DUI by a husband that has too much power and a wandering eye, her old friend Miriam (NYC lawyer turned lululemon wearing mom in uber-wealthy Connecticut suburbia) gets in touch to help. Little does she realize Emily Charlton (image consultant with a career in free-fall, who does not "do" the suburbs) will be along for the ride. This was a fun, lighthearted summer read that explores the power of women when the band together to achieve a common goal. If you enjoy Liane Moriarty, Jojo Moyes or David Nicholls you'd like this one. I will definitely be seeking out more novels by Lauren Weisberger. **I received this book from Netgalley for the purpose to read and provide an unbiased review.
Anonymous 7 months ago
Loved it
Anonymous 10 months ago
Very entertaining,great summertime read! Love all of her books!
Anonymous 14 days ago
Another great read by Lauren.. entertaining and enjoyable
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Anonymous 5 months ago
Fun book to read!
Anonymous 6 months ago
A well written novel! Lots of different personalities and told in so many different perspectives. A fun read.
Darby0517 6 months ago
I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review. This book is the third in the Devil Wears Prada series. It is your typical Lauren Weisberger book, which I like!! I think she has a great writing style. This is one of my favorite books by her because there was a lot more drama and scandal. This book follows Emily Charlton. Emily was one of Miranda Priestly's assistants, along with Andy. Emily is now an image consultant to the stars in Hollywood. Her career is washing up as clients are dumping her for the newest and latest consultant. She needs to get out of LA and heads to Greenwich, CT to visit her friend Miriam. Miriam was an attorney who is now a stay at home mom, but is going crazy. While in CT, Emily also meets Karolina. Karolina was a Victoria Secret supermodel and is also married to a senator. Karolina ends up getting a DUI while she was driving her stepson and his friends someone, although she swears up and down she wasn't intoxicated. The tabloids being pouncing and her husband now suddenly wants a divorce. She cannot figure out who would want to set her up. Karolina needs Emily and Miriams help!! Emily to help with her image and Miriam to find out what is going on and fix it. This story focuses on these girls friendship and working together to save Karolina. I would recommend this book to any Devil Wears Prada fan or anyone looking for a light chick lit book. Can't wait to see if there will be a part four in the series!! I would also love another movie in the series as well!!
Anonymous 6 months ago
Now I need more, please write another! Such a fun read, got right into it and couldn’t put it down!
Anonymous 6 months ago
This was a fun read!
ctarnold 7 months ago
This book is excellent! Loved the story and the characters. I felt what they felt - anger, happiness, sadness. Very easy yet interesting read!
jmchshannon 7 months ago
There are two specific areas which bothered me. The first is the obscene amounts of wealth, privilege, and their trappings discussed ad nauseam within the story. I get that it is fun to get a glimpse of how the other half lives, and normally I can have some fun with those stories. When Life Gives You Lululemons to me crosses the line between funny to just plain sad. We don’t need examples of people in positions of power abusing that power to affect others. We have that almost every single hour of every single day and have had that every day since November 6, 2016. We don’t need examples of over-the-top birthday parties where all the girls get $300 blowouts. We don’t need to descriptions of cars that cost $100k or people who have nannies and housekeepers and chefs. Most importantly, we do not need another story about someone in power using it to make the life of someone else miserable because it helps him achieve his goals and because he can. Again, we get too much of that in our daily lives to want to read a story about how wealthy the wealthy really are and how the powerful keep trying to screw over the less powerful. The other area that bothered me is with the obsession with outward appearances. Between Emily mocking those wearing athleisure wear, Miriam bemoaning her baby weight, and Karolina being described as too thin and sexy – all of which occur numerous times throughout the novel, the mystery of why women have body image problems is a mystery no longer. In fact, so strong is the message that being extremely thin is the only way to be happy and have a healthy sex life that I finished the novel feeling deeply uncomfortable about my own body. I began to question my love of leggings as well as what I wear around the house versus in public. Even worse, I felt disgust at my weight. Novels like When Life Gives You Lululemons only perpetuate negative body stereotypes, and I feel like they have no place in this world anymore. The thing is, while I suspect Lauren Weisberger is mocking the Greenwich community for its first-world, one-percenter problems, I am not certain this is the case. In fact, I have a sneaking suspicion When Life Gives You Lululemons is meant to be a supposedly fun glimpse into the lives of the über rich, where we find out they are just like us except with a lot more money and people to do their work for them. This is not The Devil Wears Prada with its story of someone who eventually turns down the trappings of the wealthy and fashionable in order to obtain personal happiness. This is a story specifically about those people Andy left – people who are wealthy and fashionable and, let’s face it, petty. While ultimately all three women have to go down paths previously mocked in order to obtain their happiness, the story is just not the same. It is not inspirational but discouraging on many fronts. Maybe this type of story is your thing. Maybe I just don’t get the genre. But I cannot ignore the way When Life Gives You Lululemons made me feel both while reading and after I finished it. What is supposed to be amusing is disgusting. Plus, the lesson about opening yourself up to happiness where you least expect it gets lost behind the bombardment of top-tier brand names and unending discussions of weight, clothes, and general physical appearances. The entire story is distasteful on many levels, and it is going to take me a long time to get over the feeling of repugnance I feel just thinking about it.
Anonymous 7 months ago
Another fun fashion story
Anonymous 8 months ago
4840318 9 months ago
4 stars The Devil Wears Prada has to be one of my all-time favorite “chick lit” books, so when I saw that Weisberger put out a book featuring the one and only Emily Charlton, I knew I had to have it. And I am glad that I did. This was the perfect “break” from my usual genre and was just what I needed. I had been in a reading slump, reading several books in a row that I just did not enjoy. The timing of reading When Life Gives You Lululemons couldn’t have come at a better time. It’s light (but not too light!), breezy and the perfect beach read. As a matter of fact, that is exactly where I read this book, cover to cover. WLGYL is laugh out loud funny and parts and touching in parts. I loved every second of it, just like I loved every second of TDWP. The story is told in alternating viewpoints of Emily, Miranda and Karolina, and all three had their own storyline, as well as the one they have together. Their friendship and growth are heartwarming and I cannot recommend this book enough. If you loved TDWP or a simply just a fan of Chick lit or Women’s Fiction, I highly recommend this book. It is warm, funny, smart and Emily can certainly carry a story. Thank you to Simon & Schuster for my copy of this book via Edelweiss
Bookwormmommyof3 9 months ago
This book restored me after a very troubling time in my life. It made my week, when I initially read it. I lost it all a month ago, it included a relationship. I definitely needed a book like this to help me believe again, believe in myself and realize that I do matter. Yes, I have my lovely children, career, and family. I'm definitely a Karolina and have been blessed with my share of Emily's as of late. Dynamic characters, relatable subject matter mixed with fashion, drama, and glamour. Thank you Simon & Schuster for the gifted e-copy to review.
TheGrumpyBookReviewer 9 months ago
Would an aspiring presidential candidate set up his wife for a crime just to get rid of her, then marry his mistress? Nah, he wouldn’t do that – or would he? When Life Gives You Lululemons, due out June 5, 2018, is the latest novel by Lauren Weisberger, author of the bestselling The Devil Wears Prada. Curl up with a cup of coffee or a glass of wine and read this sad, yet funny book that you won't be able to put down. Emily Charlton has left Miranda Priestly, and launched her own hugely successful image consulting business. That business is now suffering from competition by a younger social-media-savvy consultant who is stealing her clients. Enter former supermodel, Karolina Hartwell, married to a New York senator with his eye on the presidency. Then there is Miriam, mutual friend of Emily and Karolina. Miriam is a high-powered attorney who has decided to take time off to raise her children, and finds herself stuck in the shallow company of uber-wealthy yet competitive stay-at-home moms. Miriam needs intellectual stimulation. Emily needs business. These three women need each other, and while Emily manages Karolina’s image, Miriam attacks her legal affairs. This very serious, yet often hilarious tale explores the frustration of professional women who take time off from work to raise their children, and the backbiting competitive environment of bored, uneducated, wives of wealthy men. Most importantly, however, When Life Gives You Lululemons is a commentary on the double standard we Americans set for our politicians. Even though our divorce rate is above 50%, we demand a faithful, never-divorced candidate for elected leadership positions – well, until 2016 we did. Has it really gotten to the point that, in order to have a divorce approved by constituents, a candidate must collude with police, then stoop to setting up the spouse as a criminal? Watch for When Life Gives You Lululemons in June. You will laugh, cry, be angry, and laugh some more. What Makes This Book Reviewer Grumpy? • Incorrect word usage – for example, using “brought” when “took” should have been used, “spoonfuls” should be “spoonsful”, “she’s got” should be “she has”; • multiple split-infinitives; • misplacement of the word “only” within sentences; • beginning sentences with conjunctions; • having the narrator say “exact same” – the phrase is redundant.
Anonymous 10 months ago
I LOVED this book. It is a great story about friendship and perseverance. Such a great summer read, I highly recommend it!
bookaholique 10 months ago
I always think about how much a title can influence my initial thoughts about a book. Because this had Lululemons in the title, I thought it was going to be a silly story. That was not the case. Emily, Karolina and Miriam. Three women whose lives connect when Karolina is accused of driving under the influence. Together, the three of them must find a way to help Karolina get her life back on track. Along the way, we discover that Emily and Miriam are not without their own issues. This is my first foray into the Devil Wears Prada series and my first read from this author. I liked all three characters. I also liked how the author showed these three women as being supportive of each other. The story was a bit of a wild ride at times. It has peeked my curiosity into wanting to read this author's other books. I received this book from Simon & Schuster via Netgalley.
Dana Portwood 10 months ago
Should I feel guilty about enjoying a book that is the moral equivalent of reading the National Enquirer while watching the Maury Povich show? Maybe I should, but I don't. This book is laugh out loud clever, scandalous, sharp, and just flat out fun. It's not groundbreaking or illuminating, it's what you read in the bath with a glass of wine after a long day, or on the beach while trying to forget your own problems and issues. It's a make-believe gossip-fest with girls you can't quite believe you are actually hanging out with. I enjoyed it immensely, right down to the predictable, yet still satisfying ending. I warn you, you'll learn more about cosmetic surgery than you ever wanted to know. But if you don't laugh so hard you'll nearly wet your pants (there's a procedure for that), then you're taking this book too seriously.
les_trois_reves 11 months ago
If you're a fan of The Devil Wears Prada series, then you're already acquainted with one of the narrators of this new novel by Lauren Weisberger: Emily Charlton. The novel tells the stories of three women, in fact: Emily, Miriam, and Karolina. There is almost a Sex and the City vibe to this novel. Three distinct women, each with her own struggles and dilemmas, but each equipped with the support and advice of her friends. I loved watching their growth-- individual and collective-- throughout the novel. But my favorite thing about this book? The humor! I couldn't keep myself from laughing out loud. Spending time reading this book felt like hanging out with hilarious, fun friends. I highly recommend it as a fun summer read.
ACBbooks 11 months ago
Great Summer 2018 Beach Read. I really found this to be enjoyable and entertaining. I especially loved the very relevant pop-culture references — they were so up-to-date. Between the snippets of real-life right-now moments and the banter among the three protagonists, the book is very au courant. I would love to have a friend like Emily. Heck, I’d love to be Emily. I can totally see this being made into a movie. And as a stand alone, at that — while a trailer for it for sure would reference The Devil Wears Prada (and Meryl Streep could surely make a cameo to delisciously reprise Miranda Priestly), one does not need to have read the book nor have seen the movie to enjoy this.