I just bought this book because I am in the market for a rich husband (only kidding a little). This book must be a joke because, if not, it is positively frightening. I have no illusions about gold-digging...it is ugly, cutthroat business (much like Manhattan real estate), however, their advice is often silly (the diet is absurd) and, if you took it at face value, you would likely end up, not with a rich husband, but with a one-way ticket to either rehab, a mental hospital or the poor house (or all three).
However, it is probably to most expansive book on Gold Digging that is currently out there (however, I have not read Sayles book yet, so hers may be better). However, had I known that I was too long in the tooth to be a gold-digger, I wouldn't have spent the money (i.e. if you are over 30, forget about it). Too bad for me, but good luck to all of you. Perhaps I'll see you in and around NYC (at a benefit, perhaps)!