I inherited this book from Peta's flatmate who is leaving London and heading home to Australia. If I ever get around to reading this book it will be a miracle it smacks of pulp chick lit. Hopefully I manage to find some redeeming qualities in the characters and/or story.

This book was a welcome breath of fresh reading air on my last day in Cuba. I had intended to read it and release it on the island but was held back by a really long boring read that took me almost the entire two weeks to wade through.

Although 'not my sort of thing', I thoroughly enjoyed this chick lit salute to materialism and marriage. It kept me rapt during the long flight back (those parts I was awake anyway).

Kindly donated by Inkognitoh for a special project.

RELEASE NOTES:

Left propped up against an old anchor now posing as a peice of art in the lovely gardens along the North Berwick seafront. I hope someone in need of a good read stumbles across this one.