This DCist really, really wanted to hate “The Washingtonienne”. The Victoria’s Secret cover, the awfulness of the extremely loose typesetting, the sub-par press release, the ridiculously overpriced hardcover for a book that’s supposedly a beach read: all were good reasons to bring the hate. But you know what? We finished the book in a day. And enjoyed it. It’s not literature, and it only just barely qualifies for that awful Publisher’s Weekly category that is “chick-lit.” However, taken as the cheap, tawdry read that the book is meant to be, Cutler’s (or her ghost writer’s) writing isn’t half bad. We’d go as far as saying its better than “Angels and Demons” — but that’s not hard.

Warning: spoilers after the jump.