Synopsis from Amazon UK:To those lucky enough to have read her, it will come as no surprise that Kathy Lette's new book is outrageous, savage, and quite hilarious. In such irreverent books as Foetal Attraction, Lette has redefined both the sex war and survival tactics for women in terms that are entirely her own. Her heroine this time is Becky Steele (Is it an accident that the name so resembles the spiky heroine of Thackeray's Vanity Fair?), who is wondering about how serious a breach of etiquette it is to run out on one's own wedding. Clinging to the window ledge of her parents' bathroom, she finds herself wondering whether her intended, Julian, a human rights lawyer, is suitable for a women who shouldn't really be married. Of course, Becky's problem is the same as the hero of many a male novel--has she encountered enough sexual variety? There is, for instance, the rock star toyboy Zack, a man whose libido is almost as out of control as Becky's. And before she arrives at her reluctant decision, there is an equal ratio of hard decisions and a considerable testing of bedsprings, all of which is the perfect justification for Lette's mordant wit and coruscating one-liners.
My rating: 2 stars
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