I'm going to make this one quick.
Becky Sharp, an orphaned child of an opera singer and a reprobate painter, schemes her way into British society before, during and after the Napoleonic Wars. Meanwhile, her kinda-sorta friend Amelia Sedley pines for the love of the arrogant George Osbourne. Good times.
Vanity Fair was once one of my all time favorites, but somehow it lost it's luster. I don't know why. There is a lot of unnecessary 'stuff' in the book. Thackeray uses many references to events and people only known to the readers in the 1800's. I was lost. Still, Becky is such an enjoyable bad girl. I could read about her exploits all day long.