I’ve been a little nervous about attending BEA (which is starting tomorrow, OMG!) I often find that the best way to calm my nerves is escapist reading. A book will cure anything that ails you! Except for things that ought to be cured by antibiotics. And, um… Yeah I’m not sure where I was going with that one, but clearly it wasn’t working so if you’re sick, go to the doctor first. Then read. K? Anywho, I thought talking about a fun, light read might be just the ticket to vanquish the metaphorical butterflies in my tummy. And really, is there anyone better at the light-hearted romantic comedy than Sophie Kinsella? After reading Wedding Night, I’m quite certain she reigns supreme. Someone get this woman a tiara and a sash!
Lottie is absolutely convinced that her boyfriend is about to propose, what with his inviting her out for a “special” lunch and saying that he’s got something important to ask her. Unfortunately, having misread all his signals, the proposal Lottie receives is not one of marriage, but one of international travel. Lottie leaves the lunch not an engaged woman, but a single one. Reeling from the effects of this change in circumstance, she reunites with an old flame and decides to marry him instead. Impulsively. Immediately. Lottie’s older sister Fliss soon discovers the plan and fears that Lottie is making a terrible mistake. She makes it her personal mission to stop Lottie’s wedding, using any means necessary.
Oh. My. Word. The plot of this novel is among the most ridiculous I’ve ever read and it was all the more delightful for it. I almost want to see it made into a movie, the situations are SO ridiculous. Plus, I really want to see a small British child actor ask about “putting the sausage in the cupcake.” You’ve got to have a fairly good sense of humor about sexual innuendo to appreciate this book, but there aren’t really any steamy scenes if you’re sensitive to that sort of thing. Suspend your disbelief and indulge in the hilarious nonsense that is Wedding Night. You can thank me later. I accept gratitude in the form of vacations to Greek islands, minus meddling siblings. Also, tiaras and sashes.
Talk to me, Bookworms! What’s your favorite romantic comedy? What’s the most enjoyable yet completely ridiculous plot line you’ve ever encountered?
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