In the latest breezy read from Lauren Weisberger (The Devil Wears Prada), nutritionist Brooke works two jobs to support her husband, Julian, a singer-songwriter who's never worn anything but a white T-shirt, knit cap, and sheepish grin that reduces women to drooling fangirls. But when Julian's celebrity blows up and a stylist dresses him in cashmere hoodies, Brooke's personal life becomes tabloid fodder. If you can get past its gossip-column title, Last Night at Chateau Marmont makes a good antidote to dreadful summer TV it's a haunting look at what might happen if your life became a reality show but you never signed off on the cameras. B

