As a vice-president of publicity at a small Hollywood studio, Alexis (Lexy) Manning is good at worrying about everyone except herself. She spends her days returning calls and avoiding calls from movie stars, musicians, directors, promoters, agents, publicists, stylists and her mother. She spends her nights at hot Los Angeles premiere parties, Sundance and Cannes, working to get her studio and its stars in the media spotlight so that people around the world will want to see the film the moment it's released. She loves her job because she loves movies, referring to them constantly and surrounding herself with people who understand her movie references.

Lexy has been planning to marry David Rothstein (better known as aspiring actor Deke Rothrock) when their three- year relationship deteriorates into a stalemate argument about whether to raise potential future children as Jews or Catholics. David's Jewish ultimatum is making a shiksa like Lexy very nervous, especially when she admits that David is never going to be anything in life except a conceited bartender looking for his big break in Hollywood. This is the beginning of the beginning of the end, and Lexy has a long way to go before she'll get any closure.

Her studio just bought a new film at Sundance and she's oddly attracted to the director, who reminds her of her high school boyfriend. Her cat has an unidentifiable and expensive illness, her younger sister Molly is also recently un-engaged and coming to visit, David still hasn't moved his stuff out of their shared apartment, her friends are trying to set her up and her parents have given up and spent her wedding money on a boat! Why couldn't Lexy's life be more like the movies that she loves so much?

I loved the name-dropping of Hollywood stars, the timely movie references and seeing the inner workings of movie publicity. Most chapters contain a "call sheet" from Lexy's assistant that gives the reader unique details of her contacts and communication. Alexis Manning lives a fast- paced high-stress life, and I found it refreshing to see her using her personal assistant, a cleaning service, expensive bath products, emergency therapy sessions, junk food, massages, shopping and lots of movies to get through each week. She's not a super-woman, and I didn't always agree with her decisions, but this entertaining story kept me crossing my fingers for good weekend box office numbers while I rooted for Lexy to find her own kind of happiness.