cute "chick lit" book of a girl talking about snagging a man. I don't agree with her on everything and probably would even be her friend, what keeps me reading it is the author Suzanne Finnamore makes it interesting is the main characters depth grows as the book goes. she is becoming more real as I go on. As the cover has blazen across it- Very very funny!- thats pushing it. but still a nice quick read.
cover: 'We went to four weddings last summer, while I waited in vain for Michael to propose. By the last one I couldn't breathe. "I always cry at weddings," I said. Yes, but do you always hyperventilate, is what he was probably thinking.'
Michael has finally asked Eve to marry him. But from her first encounter with a bridal magazine to the disconcerting realisation that when she looks at her fiance she hears the striking of a Chinese gong and the words FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE echoing through her head. Eve discovers that it's a long way to the altar - if, indeed, that's where she wants to be.
Wry, witty and deliciously caustic, this is the book for anyone who's married, about to marry - or just thought better of it. --------------------------------------
All a bit blah. I couldn't care much one way or the other. The character sketches are fairly superficial. The only part that touched me at all was between her friends Rusty and Dan, & that was a very small part of the whole.
I couldn't get into this book at all. I gave it a good go last night, but I couldn't see the humour in it all. The female character manipulates the male character into propsing...and I immediately lost all sympathy with her. Because I didn't like her, I decided that I didn't want to use up any time finding out what happened to her!!
This is one horribly horrible and depressing book. The thoroughly unlikable protagonist gets her boyfriend to propose and then does nothing but whinge for the next 200 pages. I know I complain that romance novels can sometimes be unrealistic but if this is the author's idea of "real life", I pity her. Insufferable book. Never have I been more grateful for my aversion to marriage.