Now, years later, Jillian cannot seem to make things right no matter how many Chloé blouses come home in her pocketbook. The department store family, the enchanted world, the endless abundance - pulled out from under her by her jet-setting mother, Lois by the father she never knew by the death of Alain, a cherished friend and confidant and by the man with two first names who orchestrated the corporate takeover of her family's venerable sanctuary. When, as a little girl, she spent hours listening to the wisdom of the perfume counter ladies and modeling party dresses for her uncle's impish partner, Alain when she danced beneath Loevner's magnificent chandelier, found solace in the secret passageways behind its grand facade, and when her mother's prolonged absences were easily forgotten with a new camel-hair coat or a fresh pair of Mary Janes.Īnd then one day it was all gone. But that was long ago - when her beloved uncle Bingo still owned Loevner's, the elegant Upper East Side department store. There was once a time when Jillian didn't need to shop (much less steal) to feel whole. But what nobody knows is that this twenty-nine-year-old has a dark little secret - one that involves stuffing her oversize Gucci handbag with high-priced designer clothes and leaving the store without paying. Jillian Siegel is living the quintessential Manhattan life: great clothes, fabulous boyfriend, a job at the hottest ad agency in town.
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