Superlative
In only 471 pages, Cathy Lamb tackled the following subjects: mental illness, morbid obesity, bariatric surgery, its unintended consequences, eating disorders, suicide, murder, attempted murder, spousal abuse and dysfunctional families. This was done through the words of the protagonist, Stevie Barrett, a 35-year-old woman. Cathy Lamb juxtaposed flashbacks with real time in a manner that made me want to reach through the pages to tell Stevie how special and lovable she was, while wrapping my arms around her in a big hug.
The story turned on the defining moment in Stevie's life. How clever of Cathy Lamb to write this in the short prologue. The first few pages were so powerful and real to me that I literally began to shake.
Stevie Barrett became morbidly obese and finally agreed to undergo bariatric surgery after she suffered a heart attack at thirty-two. Without the operation, Stevie's life likely would have been short, and she would have carried her unspeakable secrets to the grave. After the surgery to staple her stomach, she subjected herself to a second operation to contour her body by eliminating massive amounts of excess sagging skin, including a mastoplasty to alter and shape her breasts.
Neither operation is for the faint of heart. They carry risks and life-altering after effects, often with psychological consequences. They are not cosmetic and despite the uninformed thinking of people like Eileen, Stevie's self-appointed best friend who was also morbidly obese, they are not cheating.
Rather than disclosing one word of the plot, which is riveting, I choose to describe the characters, each of whom I know in my life. After Stevie literally lost half of herself, she suffered from a mild case of body dysmorphia. When she looked in the mirror, she saw herself as the body she had been before she became thin. She continued to wear clothing that made her invisible. Despite the best efforts of Zena, her workmate as a legal assistant in a small law firm, she felt unworthy of anything that would make her stand out. Her self esteem was almost nonexistent. No man would want to be seen with her, despite Zena's protestations to the contrary.
Zena was a true friend because she had always accepted Stevie. She finally realized that Stevie was not yet mentally prepared to date or to wear clothes suitable to her age and appearance. Like Stevie, I loved Zena, a character in the truest sense of the word. She was a proficient legal assistant during the day, despite her off time unique wardrobe, and a party animal at night when she was not skating with her rough and tumble rollerskating team. She gradually managed to pierce Stevie's shell.
Stevie had been adopted by her aunt Janet and uncle Herbert. She had two cousins, Lance and Polly, who were as close as siblings. Horrible Herbert, as I called him, was a caricature of my father. Aunt Janet was but a shell of a woman, having been controlled and demeaned by Herbert throughout their sham of a marriage. Polly was anorexic to the point of death, but Herbert treated her like a recalcitrant child. Lance, a successful businessman, started a new company that made life-sized blowup dolls. His stress reliever was knitting. I loved everyone in the family except Horrible Herbert.
Stevie's maternal grandparents, with whom she lived before they died, loved Stevie and did their best to protect her. They lived in a small Oregon town, and it seemed that everyone was related. They, too, were lovable, as well as being humorous.
Eileen, who thought she was Stevie's best friend, flaunted her wealth and constantly mocked Stevie's paltry salary. Despite her morbid obesity, she tried to force Stevie to eat. She clearly wanted the obese Stevie back. Eileen wore her jealousy like a cloak.
And then there was Jake, Stevie's handsome neighbor. She fantasized over him but did everything she could to avoid being seen by him. When they finally had a chance encounter, Stevie was rendered almost speechless. In many ways, I consider Jake to be the catalyst that helped most with Stevie's road to finding herself. Almost too good to be true, Jake patiently waited for Stevie to reveal major parts of her past.
With the help and love of her support system, Stevie finally unveiled her quirky artistic talent, explained the significance of her remarkable garden and took public pride in the home she had renovated by herself with almost no money.
I. LOVED. THIS. BOOK! It was remarkable on so many levels. The writing was superb, the dialogue was realistic and each character had been in my life at some point. Cathy Lamb attacked the subjects head-on, and some of the subject matter was not pretty. My favorite books are those from which I learn. Such a Pretty Face taught me many things, but most of all, it taught me more about myself.
Thank you, Cathy Lamb.