Ooh, La La! by Robin Wells
Ooh. nadda nadda!
Ooh. nadda nadda!
This is such a formulaic chick-lit story, stupid heroines and all.
Idyllic, pleasant… and quite forgettable.
Bad soap opera is bad soap opera.
Nice cover and title, but the story itself is foul.
She gave up a kid for adoption a long time ago, because she couldn’t be a good mother then, and that is the worst sin ever a woman can do.
The heroine really saves this one and carries it to the finish line.
Kathryn Shay makes the big time, and she’s determined to be the new Suzanne Brockmann.
There’s comedy, and then there’s this: a mean-spirited and completely nonsensical mess.
The secondary characters save this one from being a complete wash.