Read this one years ago, and just realized I never copypasta'd my review from Amazon.
Didn't we all used to have that fantasy? You know the one, where you returned to our hometown as the Glamorous New You, discovered your greatest rival was now a loser, and won the heart of your old crush? Yeah. Thought so. Trouble is, while having that youthful daydream as the backbone of a novel had me cheering for the heroine at first, it became clear pretty quickly that there wasn't much else to cheer for in Late Bloomer.
Late Bloomer tells the story of Cady, who was injured in a childhood accident that killed another kid, and has a hole in her memory where the accident should be. As the story begins, she moves back home with her grandmother, but this isn't any ordinary grandmother. Grandma is an old-time movie goddess who gives Cady the makeover of her life and advises her to live it up. Cady then proceeds to go around town catching up with her old friends, hoping to mend old friendships and to piece together memories of the accident.
There's Boomer, the hunky police chief, around whom Cady's clothes always seem to randomly fall off. And I don't even mean that in a sexual sense. Every time she sees this guy, she has a wardrobe malfunction of some kind. I've had a lot of wardrobe malfunctions in my life, but I don't think I've ever had this many in a couple of weeks! While the romance between Cady and Boomer is rather sweet, it also feels contrived, like a warmed-over romantic comedy plot.
Then there's Amy. Amy was once Cady's best friend. Amy is now a Big Fat Loser. And lest we forget that she is a Big Fat Loser, Michaels wastes no opportunity to bring it up, again and again and again. Especially the fat part. Oh, look, Amy's stuffing her face with nasty food and spilling it all over herself! Boooo! Hiss! The character of Amy is made up entirely of stereotypes about fat people. Looovely. There's also a moment where Amy has been doing housework and answers the door to find Cady there, dressed to the nines, and Amy comments that not everyone has the time to get dressed up and go visiting all day. Let me tell you, my sympathies wavered a little at that moment. Not that Amy was right to be rude, but Cady seems to be the only person in the book who never needs to go to work or do anything around her house, or basically anything except show off her new wardrobe. (Or fall out of her new wardrobe.)
As for the mystery plot, it's interesting following Cady as she tries to learn the truth about the accident, but that plotline is wrapped up in such an unsatisfactory way that I was disappointed in the end. There's someone Cady needs to face at the end, either to confront or to forgive, and we don't get that moment. It's as though Michaels can't bear to throw any unpleasantness into Cady's path, and the reader is cheated.