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  • Written by Carrie Rosten
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Chloe Leiberman (Sometimes Wong)

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On Sale: February 25, 2009
Pages: 224 | ISBN: 978-0-307-48282-2
Published by : Delacorte Books for Young Readers RH Childrens Books
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This is the deal with Chloe Leiberman (sometimes Wong):

· She lives, breathes, sleeps, eats and drinks fashion.

· She's half Jewish (father) and half Chinese (mother).

· She has one bow-tie(like Tucker Carlson)-wearing brother.

· She’s stuck in the OC.

· She always knows the right thing to wear. And what you should be wearing, too.

· She is a senior in high school.

· She didn't apply to college, even though her parents think she did.

· She has two best friends–Spring, 100% WASP, and Sue, 100% NOT.

· She's talented but doesn't know it yet.

· She dreams about going to design school in London.

This is her application.


From the Hardcover edition.

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1
Wong-Leiberman 101


DO: Opt for pearls on special occasions to please your mother

DON'T: Think wearing pearls will get you off the opting-out-of-college hook

So Chloe Wong-Leiberman was a senior without a plan. She was also a Chinese Jewish WASP with a fashion disorder. What, you ask, is a fashion disorder? It's not what you might be thinking--like, someone with zero sense of style and no fashion sense whatsoever. Au contraire, Chloe had plenty of style and tons of fashion sense. Too much. She'd even say she's obsessed. And do you know what obsession is like? To eat, drink, think, breathe, dream, and be totally and hopelessly consumed by something? This, as you might already know, kinda sucks.

Chloe was totally and hopelessly obsessed with everything related to clothing, shoes, and accessories--and not just her own. She was obsessed with your clothing, shoes, and accessories too--so obsessed that eventually she had to diagnose herself with, well, her fashion disorder. (We'll cover the symptoms shortly.) For right now just know that this FD thing, as she liked to call it, was extremely problematic. Especially because her FD was the reason she was on the verge of her high school graduation without a postgrad plan. And to be a senior without a postgrad plan in the Wong-Leiberman household was a gigantic DON'T.

You know, like there are DOs and DON'Ts in fashion, well, there are DOs and DON'Ts for Wong-Leibermans too. Like, DO plan on applying to, getting into, and then attending a REALLY HARD college. Like, DON'T even think about NOT applying to, getting rejected from, and not attending a really hard college. And well, Chloe had about the same chance to get into a REALLY HARD college that Melissa Rivers had to, like, cut the cord and get off that red carpet.

In a perfect world (and you know we don't live in one of those) Chloe wouldn't even apply to college at all; she'd apply to fashion school, Central Saint Martins in London to be exact. But it was in London and it was an art school and art schools didn't count as really hard colleges, don't you know? And even though the fam had lowered the traditional A-list bar out of sheer necessity, Saint Martins was definitely not on-the-list. Not even the B list. Or C list. It was on the don't-even-think-about-applying list. Not that she was going to since that would require some confidence and Chloe didn't have much of that.

And despite her seriously diverse background like . . . Asian shame, Jewish guilt, and some good old-fashioned WASP contempt, Chloe Wong-Leiberman didn't chant or go to temple and she had never even been to church (although she had been in a church parking lot one time to buy these insane Bakelite bangles at some dead lady's estate sale). Prime opps to score vintage. Chloe just loved vintage. Wells Park, where she lived, was low on vintage. That's because everything there was new, new, new!

Wells Park was this ritzy "gated community" nestled by the sea with three country clubs and, like, two Chinese people. One of those Chinese people was her mom, Lucinda, and the other was her grandma who had just moved in, Pau-Pau. (That means Grandma in Cantonese and Cantonese is one of a zillion dialects spoken by Chinese people.) If Chloe were to include her sixteen-year-old brother Mitchell and herself then that actually would make it three whole Chinese people. Definitely a Wells Park record.

Wells Park was Southern Cali all the way. It was all about pampas grass and palm trees and Pilates bodies (aspiring at least)--continually drenched in sun and skin, lots of terry cloth and flip-flops and patrolled by, like, fake policemen.

The Wong-Leibermans lived in a three-story McMansion; you know, one of those humungous homes that all look the same. This one was custom built eighteen years earlier by Lucinda to mimic an early-American colonial style, complete with green plantation shutters and a red-shingled roof and financed by none other than the Bacon Bringer himself, Chloe's dad, Stanley.

Stanley was senior partner at the Newport firm Schmukla, Schitty, and Schizer--a midsize law firm specializing in mergers and acquisitions. That meant he made a considerable chunk of change doling out tax advice to rich people who "sheltered" cash on faraway islands with names like Parakeet Bay and Gold Mountain. He did all the native Wells Park locals' taxes and that's why the Leibermans were the first part-Jewish family to be sponsored at the Shore, the first country club to arrive on the Wells Park scene some forty years ago (which is way old for Wells Park).

Stan, hands down, was a workaholic. Mitchell, Mr. All-Star-Everything, was a dutiful workaholic in training who liked to gloat and flex and praise the Market or Republicans or Himself and not necessarily in that order. Chlo's Chinese grandma (again that would be Pau-Pau, pronounced Paw-Paw, not Po-Po or Poo-Poo), well, she only moved in a month ago to recover from surgery--a major stomach cancer operation that removed, like, her entire esophagus. Then there was Zeyde. That's Yiddish for Grandpa. Zeyde rhymes with lady. You don't know what Yiddish is? Check out the glossary in the back for my definition.
Zeyde wasn't official at 450 Avocado Lane but he liked to pop by from time to time to nosh or nap or lament the fact that his grandkids were never bar mitzvahed. Then there was Wally, Lucinda's beloved fifty-pound Corgi. Seriously--the dog weighed fifty pounds. That's, like, twice what he was supposed to weigh. At this rate he was going down fast.


From the Hardcover edition.
Carrie Rosten

About Carrie Rosten

Carrie Rosten - Chloe Leiberman (Sometimes Wong)

Photo © Courtesy of the author

About me . . .

I have always loved to read and write, but I also love to draw and make playlists on my iPod and eat bananas with peanut butter and shop, of course. You know, writing a novel was not something I thought I would ever do–or get to do–but I have found that opportunity pops up all the time in the strangest ways and places. I suppose I have done lots of kooky things in my not-so-long but not-too-short life, and I don’t regret any of them.
Here’s why:

1.I went to Mexico to write Chloe Lieberman (Sometimes Wong) and lived in a little palapa overlooking the sea.
2.I learned that everyone, including me, has at least one important story to tell.
3.I moved to New York for real.
4.I fell in love with my iBook.
5.I rediscovered my love for collage and Polaroids.
6.I cried a lot (which was a good thing) when I thought about being a teenager at a school I HATED at the time–although I have come to appreciate some, but not all, of the lessons and things I learned there.
7.I remembered that I LOVE making things, creating things.
8.I got to laugh at myself quite often.
9.I got to wear lots of fantastic and not-so-fantastic outfits while writing.

Here are other random things about me you might want to know:

1.My name is Carrie (not Chloe).
2.I do not date a bad boy in a bad band, but I did once upon a time.
3.I gotta say celebrities are not necessarily the most interesting people to
dress.
4.I LOVE fashion.
5.I LOVE L.A.
6.I HATE L.A. (love and hate do a very delicate dance, no?).
6A.I live in New York. I LOVE New York!
7.I went to an all-girls’ high school and wore a uniform. I got several demerits
for tweaking my uniform “inappropriately.”
8.I LOVE to read. Anything. All the time. When I am on a plane or a bus or
the subway and I don’t have anything to read, but you are reading next to
me, I will start reading what you are reading–I can’t help it.
9.I have 2,458 songs on my iPod. I like to listen and read since I try my best
to multi-task like that.
10.Thank you SO MUCH for reading my first novel. I know it takes lots of
time to choose a book when you could be watching Laguna Beach.

Oh, and feel free to send me Polaroids of what you are wearing while reading Chloe. I personally like to wear things that help me feel inspired when I am reading! I hope Chloe might in some small or big way inspire you. That sounds cheesy, but I really mean it!

XOXO

Cheerios,

Carrie (not Chloe)

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