Vegas Magazine, June, 2007
After gaining a reputation as an expert on sex, celebrity and the glamorous life, Anna David comes clean about her own out-of-control past in her debut novel, Party Girl
By Humberto Guida
With the Britney Spearses and Lindsay Lohans of the world getting so much attention for their problems with drugs and alcohol, the climate is right for a book like this,” Anna David tells the host of a television news segment about her debut novel,Party Girl(HarperCollins). This is a few days after Spears went in and out of rehab, and David is a guest on the segment, breaking down the psychology of the epidemic rampant among today’s young celebrity women – partying way too hard. David, who is regularly featured on television and in magazines as a pop pundit on all things sex and celebrity, explains to the show’s host how “easy it is for young women to get caught up in the kind of lifestyle where drugs and alcohol are abused.” If anyone would know firsthand, she would.
A week after her TV appearance, I meet with David at a West Hollywood café to talk about her book, which comes out this month. It’s easy to spot her when she walks in, considering she’s holding a bright-pink, prerelease copy of a book splashed with “Party Girl” on the cover, and looking pretty much like she does on television – a sexy, purposeful brunette. I dart toward her even before she can pan across the room. “How’d you know if was me?” David asks, a steady, unintentionally seductive smirk on her face. “Um, there are pictures of you on your website?” I answer and ask at the same time. She nods. I feel like I passed an exam, and quickly come to the conclusion that she’s the sort of person who sizes up the intelligence of everyone around her. For the record, I love that in a woman.
To the naked eye, David is one of those perky, ambitious, attractive women who seem right out of Sex and the City. The perception shared by most people she comes in contact with is that she’s utterly and absolutely fabulous – enough to earn the moniker “Party Girl” and have written a major magazine column and now a book by the same name. The again, the reality, as she is now comfortable pointing out, was less divine. “When I began to work at celebrity magazines, I would show up and tell these stories about last night, with this person, that celebrity. To keep up with all the going out, I began to obsess over cocaine. For a while it worked, but then it turned my life upside-down. Everyone seemed to think I led this fabulous life, but it wasn’t really like that,” David explains.
“I was an out-of-control party girl my whole life, and I didn’t realize it. It didn’t seem that strange,” she continues, as a nearby table turns its full attention to our conversation. “Through the years, I got crazier and crazier with partying and out-of-control behavior and drugs. My life got really small.”
Like her life, the semifictional Party Girl can be misconstrued if judged strictly by its glossy cover. While both contain ample amounts of Hollywood-style debauchery, celebrity schmoozing and characters fit for films like The Devil Wears Prada, this novel is not just chapter upon chapter of lipstick revelry. Set in Tinseltown and lined with amusing disasters, the story chronicles the main character’s struggle with addiction. The book was inspired by David’s own experiences from a particularly confusing, self-destructive time in her life.