It's Girls of the Ivy League by
a girl of the Ivy League—or at least that's what readers might think at first glance. The reality is a bit more tongue-in-cheek, though not quite a step up in class. Krinsky, student author of a biweekly sex column for the Yale Daily News
, writes what she knows with this tale of the adventures of the author of a biweekly sex column for the Yale Daily News
. Her fictional stand-in, Chloe Carrington, is a native New Yorker and acts the part—even when she's forced to leave a party clad only in a garbage bag, she manages to accessorize with "two-hundred-dollar lime green heels and large gold earrings." It's adventures like this that she reflects on in her column, entertaining many (Krinsky's real-life column gets 350,000 Web hits a week) and disgusting others. Among her critics is anonymous YaleMale05, with whom she embarks on a flirtatious e-mail relationship. It's hard to blame her for fixating on a cybercrush when she has such a hard time finding a good man. Sure, she hooks up with guys all the time (to her Israeli-American mother's horror: "Oy vavoy"), but finding the right one is a different story. A small crisis of conscience after an especially scandalous blow-job column adds a (tiny) bit of moral drama, but this is mostly a series of tired college party anecdotes, punctuated by Krinsky's real-life columns. Agents, Joni Evans and Andy McNicol. (Mar. 2)
